[He stares at her for a long while, half-scrutinizing, half sadly. Then he reaches out his hand for hers with a frown. No matter how ancient you are, no matter how eternal in the face of a human, sometimes you just need someone to hold your hand.]
That's more the Son than Him. [The capitals are clearly audible the way Crowley speaks them.] And He doesn't, don't ask me why.
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That's more the Son than Him. [The capitals are clearly audible the way Crowley speaks them.] And He doesn't, don't ask me why.