With exhaustion and pain came patience -- weirdly, for Crowley, as it was usually the opposite with a great majority of people. Still, Crowley could see little else he could do in this situation save for endure it. He had one theory -- and it was a terribly stupid theory -- and not much else. The only thing he could do was annoy Castiel, pet his dog, and suffer in relative silence.
Soon to be complete silence, given up horrifically his throat burned and clenched together whenever he spoke, but the demon wasn't about to let a few swollen lymph nodes get in the way of being heard, even if it did come out as a whispered hiss.
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With exhaustion and pain came patience -- weirdly, for Crowley, as it was usually the opposite with a great majority of people. Still, Crowley could see little else he could do in this situation save for endure it. He had one theory -- and it was a terribly stupid theory -- and not much else. The only thing he could do was annoy Castiel, pet his dog, and suffer in relative silence.
Soon to be complete silence, given up horrifically his throat burned and clenched together whenever he spoke, but the demon wasn't about to let a few swollen lymph nodes get in the way of being heard, even if it did come out as a whispered hiss.
"Stop annoying me and pretend to sleep."