Maybe I feel hostility because you can't seem to accept the fact that not everything is your bloody business. Back off.

[ Inside the door, Perdita's hackles are raised and she growls at the sound of Crowley's voice rising. Where most would only see her floating blue collar, both demons can see the hellhound for what she is. ]

If you can't learn to stay out of my personal affairs, don't expect me to call you an ally. This is your last warning on the matter.