Drawing in a deep drag on his cigarette, he listened to her, agreeing with part of her comment regarding the Silver City. However, upon exhaling he shook his head slightly and moved to sit down casually on the ledge of the roof.

"Yes well, that first bit is kind of in debate at the moment," he said in a casual tone that belied the weight of his thoughts on the matter. "See, I spent some time thinking and realized that I'm the 'devil' because dear ole dad needed one for his Plan. Had nothing to do with me really, not as myself but just another tool in Dad's crayon creation map."

Taking another draw off his cigarette, he savored the smoke before continuing.

"I wasn't a fan of the whole predestination situation the first time and not any more taken with it now. So Dad can take his 'devil' label and pass it on to one of the others, doesn't matter to me."

There was a pause to ash (curious the ash didn't fall over the edge like he'd intended it too) before he quickly amended that last bit.

"Actually it already has; passed on, the label that is. Amenadiel has the job now and seems to absolutely loath it, quite fun actually. Guess he was the next 'favorite son' in line."

That ... might answer her question about Amenadiel's archangel status?