"I rather enjoy you living too," Crowley retorted, closing his eyes for a moment, which meant he sensed more than saw the way Kol's hands kept moving. It was rather fascinating actually, how animated the other man could be when he wanted to. Or maybe it was not wanting to. Or something, Crowley wasn't even sure any more. Though he did open his eyes again and frowned with confusion. "So what part of it is the bloody issue?"
Of course, Crowley noticed. Hesitations and slips of the tongue were oh so crucial when making deals, and he wondered exactly what Kol's first choice of word had been. "I am not cute, you take that back. Demons are never cute." The growl in his tone would have been menacing, if there was actually any venom behind it. As it was, it was about as effective as a puppy growling. "And besides, how would I know, it's not exactly like there's a guidebook to this kind of thing." He waved between them, as if trying to sum up their relationship with a gesture more than a word.