[ Crowley takes the little spool with a low chuckle. ]

Certainly familiar, yes, though I can't say I've done any of my own tailoring in a long time.

[ He squeezes it tightly in his palm. It doesn't quite make sense to him yet, but he gets that it has something to do with his old human life, right? He doesn't really try to hide any details of his life from Blake. ]

I think I remember what to do.