[ Oh, Crowley's no fun when he's exhausted and cooped up and half dying. It's almost like it's rude to go from "I understand you won't commit acts of terror upon my mind" directly to implying that he's being rude about looks.
Can't win them all.
Ought to have a great deal more care about fouling up something he's been trying to get better about. And yet. He's got his own foot in his mouth again. ]
The answer to a hypothetical danger out there is not to let something dangerous have run of things in here.
[ In the apartment, or in his mind, or when it's all built up and there's only one target who he happens to be very fond of. Do you hold yourself to a strict double standard where your friend feeding on you is wholly acceptable but the other way around doesn't even merit discussion, or are you normal.
He's always been too talented at digging up and hoarding bits of knowledge for his own good. That's half the problem. The odd sense of kinship. The way that it fits. ]
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Can't win them all.
Ought to have a great deal more care about fouling up something he's been trying to get better about. And yet. He's got his own foot in his mouth again. ]
The answer to a hypothetical danger out there is not to let something dangerous have run of things in here.
[ In the apartment, or in his mind, or when it's all built up and there's only one target who he happens to be very fond of. Do you hold yourself to a strict double standard where your friend feeding on you is wholly acceptable but the other way around doesn't even merit discussion, or are you normal.
He's always been too talented at digging up and hoarding bits of knowledge for his own good. That's half the problem. The odd sense of kinship. The way that it fits. ]