Our Father doesn't tell any of us what to do.

[He doesn't talk to them at all, really, except... There's that scrap of paper hidden away in one of Castiel books, kept safe on the massive bookcase in the house where he lives with his Crowley.]

Michael and Raphael did. Michael is gone in my world, and Raphael and I are at odds.

I am Fallen, regardless.

[It's not something he's ashamed to admit in the slightest, and it would make his stance a bit more clear.]