"Not at all." With no pen on his person, he was forced to memorize the number. but it wouldn't be too hard to do so. In fact, as soon as Castiel had said the number, the chant had started up in his head: M39, M39, M39...

Rising as well, Kratos nodded to Castiel. "Yes, with luck. Let me know if you change your mind at any time. Otherwise, I'll see you tonight as well."