"Perhaps it is a bad joke," Crowley reached down to scritch Johan behind the ears. "But you'll recall I still speak cat. I asked, Sebastian is the name he told me." As far as Crowley was concerned, the discussion was concluded, and the cat was named.
"Have you eaten today?" He asked. Not that he wanted to effectively wait on her,, but he also didn't want her not eating to the point she starved herself or suffered further medical distress for the lack of nutrition. Never mind that he could easily boost her recovery, and nullify the mortal concerns. He just wasn't ready to give her back her Grace yet.