It would be a shame not to protect something so aesthetically pleasing.

[ Though truthfully, Crowley would hang the moon for Blake if he could. He would rearrange stars and oceans and topple entire nations.

He's fucked. Blake will be the death of him one day. He knows that because they've seen the future and even though it's changed, the closer they come, the more realistic it seems. Crowley's always been a survivor, though. He'd like to think that he would sacrifice everyone else before he would let anything touch Blake or himself. If there's even a minute possibility, he will keep Blake and they will live forever in this place.

Pressing their foreheads together, he sighs. ]

I've never given you anything I didn't want to.