"I've no interest in mud wresting, dearest." Zeke sneered. The sneer wasn't directed at Crowley, but at the idea of wrestling with Kia. "I'd rather leave you two to your fun. I've better things to do with my time, than sit around and wait for you." Perhaps he was being unreasonable, and a tad unfair. He was a demon, now, after all. Lack of reason and unfairness were par for the course, as both Crowley and Kia should know.