Changing the subject was good. It gave Ellie some breathing space before she had to decide what to do next. (The option that was currently winning out in her head was to go collect a pretty blonde scalp and present it to Crowley as a souvenir, but that was why she really needed some time to think.)

"It never ceases to amaze me how well you guys manage to adapt to your circumstances in so short a time," she mused. She meant humans, of course. "You should see the shit that goes on where I come from, though. Alien invaders, pan-dimensional crises, guys in tights tearing up whole cities. And that's just on Earth, never mind the rest of reality." She shook her head. "I live there and I don't even believe half of it."