[He thinks he's being very subtle. He definitely thinks that after all this time, the angel still doesn't know when he's trying to hide his expression. He definitely doesn't realise that, having taken his sunglasses off, his actual emotions are all over his face.]
... Mmph. [Crowley says, turning his eyes down to his drink. He sips it again.]
This is good.
[And Someone knows there are things he wants to talk about. Things he wants to say. The words and questions crowd at the back of his throat, pressing together and blocking themselves in.]
no subject
... Mmph. [Crowley says, turning his eyes down to his drink. He sips it again.]
This is good.
[And Someone knows there are things he wants to talk about. Things he wants to say. The words and questions crowd at the back of his throat, pressing together and blocking themselves in.]
... Mmh.