Yeah, okay... [ Blake's not sure how this is going to pan out, but with time, he doubts there's much of anything he can't get used to, especially where Crowley's involved.

Stifling another yawn, he suppresses the urge to just suggest bed, and squirms a little too turn to face Crowley. Arms snaking around the demon, he leans in for a kiss. ]

Is Perdita gonna be okay here alone, or do we gotta bring her along now?