She met his look with a mild shrug, her expression amused. "Time will tell, I suppose, if it was... I managed to keep myself entertained... with a bit of help."
She refilled the glass Henry was holding once more, taking it out of his hands to have a sip before offering it back. She stayed right in front of Crowley, hip leaning in towards his kneeling form as her fingers began to stroke idly, slow lazy movements with the occasional scritch of her nail. At least someone should be getting some pleasure while she decided what to do with the dopplegangers before her.