Crowley takes their hand and begrudgingly gets to his feet. His trousers are covered in snow and he focuses to try to remove it, to keep up appearances but feels---drained. Something as simple as a small miracle is too much for him. It's almost like Beacon, but not quite.
"We'll find him, he can't be far. Nor can your mate, the one you saw, he should be here, too. We can find them both."
He has to, that's why they're here. Crowley's not normally one for saving people or whatever, but it's different for the human soldier person. He's someone who deserves it.
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Date: 2020-05-15 01:41 am (UTC)"We'll find him, he can't be far. Nor can your mate, the one you saw, he should be here, too. We can find them both."
He has to, that's why they're here. Crowley's not normally one for saving people or whatever, but it's different for the human soldier person. He's someone who deserves it.