"How old would you say he is?" Loki asked, since that hadn't really come out in Castiel's answer. "Well, in human physical terms at least. Goodness knows how demon blood would effect aging." He nodded. "Yes, he was rather obsessed with finding the girl in question and didn't seem to quite want to grasp that she's likely nowhere in the vicinity."

If the revelation of demon blood bothered him at all, he certainly didn't look at it. Well, that was because it didn't bother him. The only thing he really didn't want to deal with were Aesir. The rest, he would take on a case by case basis. He well knew how far a single apple could fall from the proverbial tree, after all.