Once she started eating, and seemed to be keeping it down, Crowley got to his feet. He didn't want to watch, if she was going to throw up or whatever. He'd named and watered the cat, he'd fed Anna. As far as he was concerned, there wasn't much point in sticking around any longer.
"You know how to find me if you need me." He slung his coat over his shoulders, tugged it to settle it in to place. "Just don't cry wolf," he added with a wave of his hand.