[A wave of his hand to the side and he aided Lilith in her shoe issue. They dropped neatly in a pair, soles down, beside eachother at the end of the couch, still not certain getting near her was a good idea. She was weakened, but she was also terrifying and Crowley had a decent amount of self-preservation instinct embedded in him when it didn't come to matters concerning Aziraphale. The angel made him throw all reason out the window.]

Spoken like you've had experience in this field. [He rolled his eyes, thinking that sentence over after it left his lips. Yeah, she was a demon and she probably didn't have the qualms with killing that he did.] Yeah, nevermind. Stupid thought.

Your price and my price are vastly different. [He considered, it may have to do with the origin of his powers verses hers, but that was enough headache for today.]

Just rest. You'll recover that way, yeah?