Catching the angel's expression out of the corner of his eye, Crowley set it aside to ponder later.
"Oh, right," he said. "Just wanted to casually pass along the message that my feelings might have been ever-so-slightly manipulated against my will and then wash your hands of the matter. Nice."
His tone was still light, but the demon was vaguely hurt and he wasn't even sure why. He'd had very little control over his life as it was, but Crowley had hoped that, if nothing else, his emotions were at least his own. On non-park-fucking-with-your-head days, anyway...
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Date: 2008-10-18 06:02 am (UTC)"Oh, right," he said. "Just wanted to casually pass along the message that my feelings might have been ever-so-slightly manipulated against my will and then wash your hands of the matter. Nice."
His tone was still light, but the demon was vaguely hurt and he wasn't even sure why. He'd had very little control over his life as it was, but Crowley had hoped that, if nothing else, his emotions were at least his own. On non-park-fucking-with-your-head days, anyway...