Crowley mutters something in response, but it's lost under the soft sound of reality (and his coat) rearranging itself to accommodate a second set of massive wings - and in any case, Raguel is quickly out of earshot.
Sighing, he slips his sunglasses into a breast pocket, and then steps out into space.
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Sighing, he slips his sunglasses into a breast pocket, and then steps out into space.