"Yes," he says, compelled, for some reason, to speak quietly. "It's just been a while."

There are places - some like this, some not at all, and none for reasons that he can explain - that reach down into Crowley's hindbrain and push buttons that ought never have been there in the first place.

When he turns to Raguel, his eyes are very, very yellow.

"I'd forgotten how... impresssive it is."