Han Alister
Destroyer of worlds. Eater of souls.
Castiel shrugged. "Some are but others are actually hard working." He began to think for a moment. "And I do not know about any of the students because I've decided to keep it a surprise." He chuckled and pulled out a piece of string, wrapping it around his finger over and over again. It was a habit. "Of course, you may walk around and learn a few things about the students, but I'm afraid you won't learn anything from me."