[ Even Harold drinking honesty-inducing tea isn't going to pry about Castiel being cut off of from Heaven. It's too personal, too bold, and he trusts if Castiel wants to tell him, he'll tell him on his own terms.

But that doesn't stop his own honesty from being forthcoming. ]

That's unfortunate. There's more to life than molecules. [ Harold says this as an appreciator of both art and science. Without quite realizing the impulse before he does it, he reaches out and pours himself a cup of tea. ]

Based on others, I suspect this will be my favorite tea, which should be a sencha green. Shall we trade?

[ Harold's been watching enough of the day to get a sense of how this goes, and now that he knows Castiel can in fact taste things, he's not going to waste any time once compelled to honesty. He loves the finer things and he sincerely wants to share them with others, especially those who haven't had a chance to appreciate them before. ]