"Two years isn't any time at all," Crowley says. "I've taken longer naps than two years. We have to make a plan and make it fast. Or figure out a way out of here first."

Crowley doesn't like the idea of being seen as 'useful'. It's the sort of thinking that keeps people alive in Hell, and he never really got on with people in Hell. He likes wine and movies and being generally rubbish at everything, and he doesn't like being useful. He doesn't know who the Heaven this Lighthouse Keeper thinks she is, but Crowley isn't about to dance around for her.

"What do you think about flying away?" he says, turning to Xayah. "Getting a few torches to light the way and just flying as far as we can go?"