The Soldier gives a little shudder, trying to pull itself together, looking off to one side of Crowley's face. Crowley doesn't remember. Does that mean the offer is off the table? Fuck, it hopes the offer isn't off the table... it's desperate for this. Terrified it's going to kill someone, next time.

"You said before," it tries to explain. "That you could take the fear away. Not the memory malfunctions, the fear. If I'm not afraid, I won't be about to. About to shoot anyone that startles me."