Interesting. Are we all being brought here? If so, who is bringing us here, and why? What are they hoping to accomplish? Do they need a set number of people for some sort of ritual? [Castiel spitballs as he talks, letting every question that comes to mind take verbal form before he can stop himself. Musing on these questions and the potential for what answers to them might mean gives him a point of focus, an anchor out here in the wilderness and this small township. Even if he never finds answers, he can at least find some form of comfort in trying to find those answers.

He arches an eyebrow at the mention of 'not going wrong with more friends.'] And there is, of course, that saying about keeping your friends close and your enemies closer.

[Castiel agrees; not to mention, it just seems...cruel. They don't know whether these beings rely on these lights to survive, or, even, if these lights aren't somehow extensions of their bodies.] I don't see any good coming from an attempt like that, no. Perhaps we should just follow them and see where they lead us?