[That voice. Oh, that voice aligned his entire being and set him at ease in any situation. Even one where he had been kidnapped, power limited, and held quite effectively within the same space as a vast number of other beings that should rightfully be able to escape.
Crowley turned, facing the angel with a lopsided look of fondness about his features. But he fumbled over his words for a moment, trying to form the sentence around his currently clumsy tongue.]
No, don't. Don't use Mister, Angel. I never consented to his use of my name. We met once, you know, but I had no hand in Aleister's legacy. Still reported it to Hell as my own, though.
Not sure why, though. [He muttered, about having reached his limit.] Only had four an' can't seem to sober up.
[At the question, Crowley paused to think. It had only been a few days, right? Time felt off here. Mostly because he couldn't seem to do anything about its progression in the least.]
Been a hand full of days at least. When did you get here? Missed me already, have you?
Yes plz! <3
Crowley turned, facing the angel with a lopsided look of fondness about his features. But he fumbled over his words for a moment, trying to form the sentence around his currently clumsy tongue.]
No, don't. Don't use Mister, Angel. I never consented to his use of my name. We met once, you know, but I had no hand in Aleister's legacy. Still reported it to Hell as my own, though.
Not sure why, though. [He muttered, about having reached his limit.] Only had four an' can't seem to sober up.
[At the question, Crowley paused to think. It had only been a few days, right? Time felt off here. Mostly because he couldn't seem to do anything about its progression in the least.]
Been a hand full of days at least. When did you get here? Missed me already, have you?