My kin.

[ Castiel crosses his arms, brows drawing together in thought. ]

We're celestial wavelengths. Light and energy and will. Soldiers and shepherds. Not designed for feeling or free will, yet capable of it.

[ What does it mean to be an angel? His opinion on it has changed a lot over the years, since learning of the corruption in their own ranks.

At Xayah's last statement, Castiel inclines his head. ]

They do. Humans... well, people really, have a great capacity for cruelty.