"Don't be so hard on yourself, dear, Crowley's head is harder than a diamond and he's only as bright when it's convenient to him."

He laughs at his own joke, but it quickly morphs into a cry. He covers his face with his hands, trying not to will himself back to a calm state. As soon as he thinks he is, he asks: "Where should I go? Will he wake up in his bed, do you know?"