Anna took in a slow and shaky breath. She pressed her eyes closed for a minute. He had to be a bastard about it. And then just as she was about to gripe at him again, he sighed. It was about as close to actual emotion that Anna could remember him showing. She really didn't want to face it but she didn't have the energy to fight it right now.
"Just one brother." Not that it mattered whether it had been one brother who set the ward or all of them. She just felt the need to say something.
And then Johan nudged her forward, attempting to drop her hand on Crowley's. She jerked back, unable to ignore the tug in her chest. "The furniture was attacking, he was upset he couldn't get in."