He's under my control now, Hastur. Your Lord has flown the coop and guess who that leaves in charge of things? Oh gee, hmm. As for young Adam, he's under my control these days. He's the king of England, in fact.
I'd be willing to give the two of you a longer leash than your Lord had on you, if you promise to behave. And by behave, I mean stay the fuck out of Cerenus' business and go about your own. If the two of you really need to settle squabbles, do it quietly and don't fucking prance around acting all macho about it. If Crowley bothers you first, then by all means. Kill him. Just remember that I need his particular brand of expertise in Monte Carlo.