[Crowley is inside his apartment, leaning against a counter. He, for the time being, is the only individual in the shot, because Crowley has no friends.
Clearly.
He pauses for a moment or two, to collect his thoughts, before speaking directly to the NV, calm and collected.]
I find myself in need of a large sum of money. As a result -- I’d like to ask
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Then there's that bloodplay joke to Christina. Chuck replays the conversation very carefully, then again and again, making sure he heard right. Yeah, sure, Crowley. A joke. Maybe it is just a joke, but it's enough to set off Chuck's bullshit detector.]
What's wrong with Cas?
[It could be so many things. Maybe they did a spell. A ritual of some kind that required blood. Maybe Cas walked into the Darkness or pissed off Growley or any number of possibilities. He has to wonder what would make Crowley so contemptuous of Cas.
..Okay, stupid question.]
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[He doesn't care how obvious it is that there's something wrong; this is the answer you're getting. And he does look more or less okay now, if a little pale and with his hair slightly messed up from from the floor.]
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What's up?
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I have an distinct idea, but it doesn't matter.
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[It's not really that he's asking questions, but the way he's asking them, not that Castiel consciously realizes that distinction.]
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[That's an outright lie as he knows this will probably get worse, not better, but he doesn't intend to let anyone see it happen in the future.]
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Let me guess, you cut yourself shaving? Something really stupid that you don't want to admit?
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How would a minor injury while shaving be the cause?
[Besides he never cuts himself while shaving; he's extremely careful even now with anything sharp near his throat.]
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[a vague gesture somewhere at his neck.]
You're not gonna stop being cryptic, are you?
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I'm aware.
No.
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