"Yeah, well, dying twice in once century really isn't on my list of fun things to do." He said, trying to ease back into the slightly less serious side of things. He wasn't the serious sibling. He wasn't the one to worry so much, or bog himself down in the depths of the details. But lately, it seemed that was all his life was consumed with. It was a bit much for him, really.
"No," he shook his head, leaning back in his chair. "Hoped you might ignore it, maybe. But I didn't think you wouldn't notice." Kol was a lot of things, but stupid certainly wasn't one of them. "It's just..." he said, talking a bit animatedly with his hands, "I don't make promises I'm not one hundred percent sure I can keep. So..." He wasn't sure he wanted to think too much about what that really meant. That he couldn't be completely sure he could keep that sort of promise.
Thing about being a vampire was, what you felt was about a hundred times stronger than the same exact vehement feeling in a human. And as much as he still was largely trying to ignore it, Kol knew, on some level, that the feelings he had... well, they may end up running a few of the decisions he made down the line. It's how he was wired. Kol's inner circle wasn't very big, but once you were inside it... there was little he wouldn't do for you. And Crowley was about as inside that circle as anyone not family could get.