[There's a slight huff of air, a barely there roll of his eyes, and Inias frowns at Gadreel.]

No one is killing anyone.

[With the air of saying this at least twice a week because lbr he probably does. And Inias returns his attention to the slice of Garden, reaching out with his own hands to gently cup a flower.]

If Lucifer is aware of your presence here, Gadreel, it is only a matter of time before he discovers this -- and while I do not think he cares to lend a great amount of attention to it, his entire existence is one of destruction.

[Quietly, as he brushes some stray pollen off of the petals of the tiger lily he is touching.]

He would destroy this simply as a manner of lashing out against God, and you, for what has happened to him.

[Inias looks up at Gadreel, still frowning.]

Castiel could protect this -- and would, if asked. He would not touch anything within this plot of land without consent.