[Crowley watches him for a moment, and the horrible fear drops into his heart. Paradisa taught him a harsh lesson about caring for someone too much. It was like some cosmic joke that he wasn't allowed to be happy. To find that sort of happiness with someone else. (Probably thanks to that whole 'cursed are you above all the wild animals' thing, thanks Dad). They always vanished, usually roughly a couple months after he allowed those feelings to be known.
...But Felix hasn't left him. It had been the other way around. And Felix had followed him (albiet thanks to Atroma) to this place. More to the point, Felix had remembered him. He didn't have to feel the pain of knowing someone so well and have them look at him as if he were a stranger with Felix. Everything was still there. Crowley knows hope is a dangerous thing, especially where he's concerned. Yet hope he does.
The fear is still there, though. He cannot do this again. Lay everything down and have it torn away. Rebuild himself all over again. ...But. He considers some blithe remark, keep that distance. It would be wiser. But...he doesn't. He can't. ]
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...But Felix hasn't left him. It had been the other way around. And Felix had followed him (albiet thanks to Atroma) to this place. More to the point, Felix had remembered him. He didn't have to feel the pain of knowing someone so well and have them look at him as if he were a stranger with Felix. Everything was still there. Crowley knows hope is a dangerous thing, especially where he's concerned. Yet hope he does.
The fear is still there, though. He cannot do this again. Lay everything down and have it torn away. Rebuild himself all over again. ...But. He considers some blithe remark, keep that distance. It would be wiser. But...he doesn't. He can't. ]
...Yeah. Me too.