"Or did you trade in your spine for the new cock, Mr. Rosier? I dare say, even I am getting tired of the antics." Crowley's look was all cold disdain, if only to guard the hurt underneath. This.. thing really wasn't the angel he'd loved anymore, and holding up the facade of caring with the demon thought of him was starting to grate.
With a sigh, he stood to get out of the water, turning away from Kia to stretch his wing, to let the water drip out. "If you'll excuse me, sexy, I think I should talk with the demon alone for a moment,"