[Rainbowfox Ari]

Evan looked a bit put-upon, and glanced to the side. He was clearly embarrassed, and attempting to make light of it, regardless of who was watching. Licking his lips self-consciously, although not arguing, he went back to his chocolate milk. Whether or not he was unable or unwilling to make a retort was beside the question. There was no anger, though - maybe light chagrin.

"Being older and more experienced is something you get to look forward to." Aston said, stretching out shoulders that had been held to an unnatural position for way too long. "You'll get used to it. Now then... if Castiel won't heal the human Evan for long enough for you to get out and run around for a day or two each month, I think I've got an idea."

Rising, he moved to a chest, ancient by the looks of it, opening it and digging around. He came out of it with a doll - black, covered in twine, with a cross necklace draped over it's entire frame, wrapped around the neck. "You might recognize it, K. This is a doppelganger I made from the shreds of a holy man's robes after he died. It can serve to take the place of a soul... It might not be a PERFECT solution, but it would at least keep the other Evan in the world of the living... Even if not conscious, and not able to be mobile."