You're very sweet, my dear. Thank you. For the concern and the offer of cakes. I'd be a fool to turn down either.
[He smiles. Jane is a lovely young woman. And he's not all that used to people being concerned for him. He hates to have worried, but it's nice in its way to know people care.]
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[Not his finest hour, but in his defense he'd been very intent on saving the plants and the garden center.]
Thank you. I'm rather glad too. Being cut off from so much of myself was... unpleasant.
[He missed his wings. And his powers.]
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[Sigh. But at least he's alright, which means... Crowley will be alright. And that's good, too. Jane can stop worrying about the both of them.]
What did you do with it? The green one.
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[But oh that question. He considers, trying to remember.]
Oh! Yes. Well... Crowley threw it out the window, I think.
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[Oh, for heaven's sake, Crowley... Yet, somehow, she's entirely unsurprised. Her lips purse for a moment.]
Ah. [She says.] Well, I'm so glad it was disposed of carefully.
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[Oops. But at the time he was feeling like death and Crowley was concerned. Oh well.]
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Well. I suppose it's done, now. As long as you're doing better. And I did mean what I said about the cakes.
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[He smiles. Jane is a lovely young woman. And he's not all that used to people being concerned for him. He hates to have worried, but it's nice in its way to know people care.]