"But he- But if-" Lloyd's mouth worked, but it was hard to argue when, deep down, he knew Castiel was right. Landel had said he was picking them off, trying to weaken them. Who better to target than Kratos if he wanted to disrupt their plans? One of the strongest of their group, Lloyd's father, Castiel's friend. It would work, it was working.

But dammit, even knowing this was exactly what Landel wanted, it was hard to just give in and leave Kratos to his face. Lloyd didn't want to abandon anyone, least of all someone who meant so much to him. Anger bubbled up inside, and he gritted his teeth at the injustice.

"I hate this. I hate this place and that man! We have to do something to stop him!" His hands clenched so tightly they started to shake. "If we're not going to look for Kratos, then I want to look for him! Castiel, if he's picking us off, we can't just sit around in the archive again. We need to do something!"