Crowley had not been having the best of returns to the castle himself. Finding both of Donna's cats curled up on his bed meant the feisty red-head had gone home, again. Someone he gave a damn about dragged from this place once more. Dragged to a horrible fate, if Ten's description was anything to go by.
When he opened the door to Faye, the smallest of smiles crossed his lips, but it was quickly replaces with a scowl, when he remembered and she and he were not on the best of terms.
For everything going on in her head, she did a good job of keeping her face even. Reaching behind her, she gave the wagon a little extra tug, bringing it to roll up next to her.
"I don't have anyone to take care of these anymore, so... thought you might want them back."
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When he opened the door to Faye, the smallest of smiles crossed his lips, but it was quickly replaces with a scowl, when he remembered and she and he were not on the best of terms.
"Oh, back in the castle now then, are you?"
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For everything going on in her head, she did a good job of keeping her face even. Reaching behind her, she gave the wagon a little extra tug, bringing it to roll up next to her.
"I don't have anyone to take care of these anymore, so... thought you might want them back."
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"Aren't those the ones you won from me?"
The 'back when we were first getting to know each other' was left unsaid, but it hung there between them like an oppressive cloud.
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"Yeah, well... I can't exactly carry them around with me between inn rooms."
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