Edward shared the look with Crowley, but fell into his new role without protest. He unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall away, exposing his back. He went to his knees, assuming the same stance as Crowley.
Henry took the lead from Kakia, still attached to Crowley's neck. He eyed it, but said nothing. He wasn't sure he trusted his voice, if he were to speak, and he didn't want to make a fool out of himself, by squeaking like a pubescent teenager.