She didn't give a name. It was a demon who claimed to have more than a part in Eden. I sensed she was toying with me, so I didn't say much.
[Especially not once she mentioned Crowley.
He leans forward. It would look comical, the beginning of a pratfall, if there wasn't so much open longing in the small movement. It's mortifying.]
That's beside the point. [Breathless. He never was a good liar.]
I don't have to make it weird. It is weird. I've never been compelled, Crowley.
[And then he's at the end of his ability to stop himself. He folds with a whimper rather than a bang, just a simple falling into him with arms spread and encircling, and after that wings, too, almost upending some things from the cart in the process.]
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[Especially not once she mentioned Crowley.
He leans forward. It would look comical, the beginning of a pratfall, if there wasn't so much open longing in the small movement. It's mortifying.]
That's beside the point. [Breathless. He never was a good liar.]
I don't have to make it weird. It is weird. I've never been compelled, Crowley.
[And then he's at the end of his ability to stop himself. He folds with a whimper rather than a bang, just a simple falling into him with arms spread and encircling, and after that wings, too, almost upending some things from the cart in the process.]