[ Sure, Mr. Paranoia, rear your ugly head. Blake's somewhat surprised that Crowley's so big on the pessimism, but maybe that's just because Blake's feeling relatively good for once, and Crowley's the one looking down.
He smiles encouragingly and manages something akin to a softness, which is entirely uncommon for him. ]
She needs you. Ask her. And I need you, too, okay?
[ Whether Crowley wants to believe it or not, John's presenting it as every bit the truth, circumstances be damned. Crowley keeps him grounded in a way no on else is accomplishing, Blake included. ]
action;
He smiles encouragingly and manages something akin to a softness, which is entirely uncommon for him. ]
She needs you. Ask her. And I need you, too, okay?
[ Whether Crowley wants to believe it or not, John's presenting it as every bit the truth, circumstances be damned. Crowley keeps him grounded in a way no on else is accomplishing, Blake included. ]