He smiled, a little sadly; then clicked his tongue and batted Crowley's hands away to take care of it himself. He wasn't going to say that he thought it didn't matter if he were pitied by an angel here, but let it go for now. Crowley was suffering quite enough.
"Just relax and think of Manchester." A faint smile at the joke. "Let me take care of this." It was easier with one pair of hands than two, and he had undressed a drunk or three in his time. Though the last was mostly dear Oscar, the poor thing.
The bruise makes him wince a little. He's not entirely sure what to do about it other than the salve. Healing was always a miracle away usually. Not that his kind would work on the demon anyway.
He took off his pinky ring so he wouldn't inadvertently scratch him and then rubbed in the goop in slow careful circles, careful not to look at him as he did so.
"You'll be right as rain in no time..." he murmured this, half to himself. It was part assurance, part prayer.
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Date: 2019-06-20 06:58 am (UTC)"Just relax and think of Manchester." A faint smile at the joke. "Let me take care of this." It was easier with one pair of hands than two, and he had undressed a drunk or three in his time. Though the last was mostly dear Oscar, the poor thing.
The bruise makes him wince a little. He's not entirely sure what to do about it other than the salve. Healing was always a miracle away usually. Not that his kind would work on the demon anyway.
He took off his pinky ring so he wouldn't inadvertently scratch him and then rubbed in the goop in slow careful circles, careful not to look at him as he did so.
"You'll be right as rain in no time..." he murmured this, half to himself. It was part assurance, part prayer.