[Angel. Castiel. If Castiel looks closely enough he can probably see William slowly mulling that information over. Castiel doesn't look like an angel and William slowly leans to one side as if trying to look behind the other being to check for wings sprouting from their back. Nothing there, but then even Gabriel could hide his wings.

Now the question was just what kind of angel Castiel actually is. Wonderland sees fit to have two kinds from different worlds and William racks his brain to try and figure it out, huffing quietly when the young man realizes there's no way for him to know without asking. He had been all for getting to his room and passing out, but now William is just going to fold his arms and try to stand his ground against gravity as he tries to get some information from Castiel.]

You're not an archangel from my world. Not scriptured anyway. If you're from the other one that Michael and Lucifer are from then... I don't know. Don't throw me out a window. At least your Michael is nice enough. I'm going to sit down with him one day and ask him about your - [Gives a vague handwave.] - stuff. He liked Zadkiel anyway.

[Now William is definitely distracted, enough that he's drunkenly rambling about who he does and doesn't know. He's run into Michael a few times before now and they've managed to hold discussions, whereas Lucifer knows the easiest way to annoy the other Gabriel is to kill off his acolyte. Such is a life that is lived amongst the denizens of Heaven.]

I've forgotten what it is you wanted. Sorry. [William rubs his face with one hand as if trying to wake himself up.] Can I help you with anything, Castiel?