[He wonders how many people Crowley has asked. How many people have said that they want to leave, and of those people who want to leave- where do they think they will go? There's a phrase that comes to mind: the devil you know, and Bruce thinks that even if he didn't feel an interest and responsibility for the mysteries of this town- surely there are worse things than being reunited with people you care about after you've died.
One shoulder rises and falls. It isn't a cavalier shrug so much as it's just a small one. Bruce's grand gestures have always been reserved for times behind a mask.]
I listened.
[Crowley will probably never stop being The One Who Sunk The Ferry, but that's the strange and wonderful thing about the passage of time, in his experience. The opportunity to make new mistakes. Get new monikers.
People have an amazing capacity for forgiveness.]
And anyway, who knows. Maybe they'll surprise you.
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One shoulder rises and falls. It isn't a cavalier shrug so much as it's just a small one. Bruce's grand gestures have always been reserved for times behind a mask.]
I listened.
[Crowley will probably never stop being The One Who Sunk The Ferry, but that's the strange and wonderful thing about the passage of time, in his experience. The opportunity to make new mistakes. Get new monikers.
People have an amazing capacity for forgiveness.]
And anyway, who knows. Maybe they'll surprise you.