Crowley laughs back a little and leans forward, resting his cheek against Zira's knee. It's partly because he can, because they can, and he hopes Zira doesn't mind and should probably ask. But he could also see that chaotic tangle of feelings and he knows his friend well enough to guess at the turmoil of anxiety it must all cause, knows that it's a kindness to look away and let the demon react unobserved.
"S'okay, you know," he says. "If you need time. I don't mind, I know it's a lot and there's no rush. It's okay. I can wait."
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Date: 2021-06-03 01:00 pm (UTC)"S'okay, you know," he says. "If you need time. I don't mind, I know it's a lot and there's no rush. It's okay. I can wait."