When she moved between him and Crowley, his focus shifted. he blinked, allowing the force of the pain to hit him. Tears leaked from his eyes, and his posture slumped slightly.
"I enjoy the pain," he admitted, voice soft and strained. "But not if it upsets my lover." he jerked his head, eyes falling on Crowley, who held his glass so firmly that Zira expected the glass to shatter.