Naturally it occurred to Nokoru that this man may just be trying to pull one over on him, or maybe even deluded. It wasn't as though reading Japanese was something only angels could do. An angel would know exactly how many distinct languages were in use on Earth - something even the world's foremost linguists couldn't say with certainty - but a man could also easily make up a convincing-sounding number. Castiel seemed sincere, but Nokoru had been fooled before by talented liars and he wasn't as skilled at reading men as women.
Well, whether he believed Castiel or not - and the jury was out, for now - his duty as a host was clear. Don't be rude.
"Oh! Well, I definitely didn't expect to be playing host to an angel when I sent out my invitation. I'm afraid I don't know the protocol." He'd been schooled in diplomacy when dealing with every sort of person from the custodial staff to any foreign head of state, but divine messengers hadn't been covered. Noticing the slight shift in Castiel's expression, he decided to approach the question he wanted to ask obliquely.
It never occurred to Castiel the boy was anything other that convinced. If people did not believe him, they said so, though he had to admit some of their attempts to do so made little sense to him.
Castiel found Nokoru's innocent-sounding question almost amusing though he could not say it did not sting a little. "I am not on vacation," Castiel said, "unless you consider the oldest meaning of the word." He made himself look back at the boy, unwilling to burden a child with his concerns.
"Protocol?" This was a word he knew, for he knew all words, though he did not know all meanings. He gave the boy a blank look.
"Protocol," Nokoru repeated, without condescension. "I'm not sure what's considered the appropriate way to treat an angel of the Lord who's come visiting. Apparently my instructors thought it was unlikely such a thing would happen - which goes to show what they know." He tsked, an expression of such exaggerated seriousness on his face that Suoh, at least, would have known right away that he wasn't being serious at all. "I hope you'll let me know if I'm not doing it properly."
Castiel responded with a tiny smile. "You are treating me very well, Nokoru" he assured the boy. "I have been greeted in many different ways and this is easily amongst the most pleasant.
You are kind. You do not need training to make people feel welcome. I have been observing you. Kindness is one of the things I most admire in humans. I find delight in it yet it is rarely visited upon me. Thank you, Nokoru," he said sincerely. "It is an honour to meet you."
Smiling, Nokoru half-bowed in acknowledgment of the compliments. "You are also very kind, Castiel-san. And I'm equally honored to meet you." He hadn't been lying when he said he wasn't sure how to treat an angel - should groveling be involved? But how he'd been behaving seemed to be working well so far, and why change what wasn't broken?
Fantastic!
Naturally it occurred to Nokoru that this man may just be trying to pull one over on him, or maybe even deluded. It wasn't as though reading Japanese was something only angels could do. An angel would know exactly how many distinct languages were in use on Earth - something even the world's foremost linguists couldn't say with certainty - but a man could also easily make up a convincing-sounding number. Castiel seemed sincere, but Nokoru had been fooled before by talented liars and he wasn't as skilled at reading men as women.
Well, whether he believed Castiel or not - and the jury was out, for now - his duty as a host was clear. Don't be rude.
"Oh! Well, I definitely didn't expect to be playing host to an angel when I sent out my invitation. I'm afraid I don't know the protocol." He'd been schooled in diplomacy when dealing with every sort of person from the custodial staff to any foreign head of state, but divine messengers hadn't been covered. Noticing the slight shift in Castiel's expression, he decided to approach the question he wanted to ask obliquely.
"Do angels get vacation time?"
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Castiel found Nokoru's innocent-sounding question almost amusing though he could not say it did not sting a little.
"I am not on vacation," Castiel said, "unless you consider the oldest meaning of the word." He made himself look back at the boy, unwilling to burden a child with his concerns.
"Protocol?" This was a word he knew, for he knew all words, though he did not know all meanings. He gave the boy a blank look.
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"You are treating me very well, Nokoru" he assured the boy. "I have been greeted in many different ways and this is easily amongst the most pleasant.
You are kind. You do not need training to make people feel welcome. I have been observing you. Kindness is one of the things I most admire in humans. I find delight in it yet it is rarely visited upon me.
Thank you, Nokoru," he said sincerely. "It is an honour to meet you."
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