Sorry. [He doesn't sound sorry. Or as if he cares at all. Woops.] Raphael and Lucifer aren't bothering to hide it, and a few people know about Castiel too. I doubt it'll be long before people start figuring it out, especially if the good Doctor Barrett keeps up her mildly obsessive quest to find out what I am. Might as well get it out now, skip some of the dramatic reveals and accusations of lying down the road.

[A shrug. He's been hiding his identity long enough that it's habit-forming, but he has no real reason to hide here. At least for the time being, the only people he really doesn't want to know about it are their captors, but he's pretty sure they knew from the moment they dragged him here, if not earlier. And yes, he's aware that he should be using the past tense for Lucifer. Don't call him on it.]

Knowing we're stuck here too might get them to cut out that idiotic crap the newbies do when they think everyone else was just too dumb to walk out. And if they think they can get favours out of us just cause we got wings they can bite me. Unless they want sexual favours, in which case I suppose they can bite me anyway - in pre-approved areas, that is.