"Yeah. They're probably worried about me, too." At least, he thought they probably were. He didn't know Castiel all that well, not enough to know if he'd actually worry about Lloyd but Kratos was his father. Wouldn't most fathers worry about their kid if something happened like what happened last night?

Then again, Kratos wasn't exactly normal. It was hard to guess how he felt about things. His eyes swept the room again, but no sign of either man.

"Hey," he said, glancing back at Ed. "Did anyone leave a note in your room last night? Or the night before?"