"Sorry! Sorry. But stay still!" His ears are ringing, but mostly he's concerned. He does feel better as Crowley relaxes a little, though avoids his gaze as he straightens, tucking his wings behind him. He has to say that he's not surprised that Crowley is good at temptation, looking like that. It's a wonder he's even got to send a memo.

"We'll be back soon enough." He caps the salve for later and then shakes his head. "It was nothing. Just doing my job." But his voice was soft and clearly he doesn't quite mean it was only that. He absently brushes a strand of red hair away from Crowely's forehead, then remembers himself.

"Right well. Food is there. Enjoy yourself. I am going to use the... the shower..." he makes a face. "With any luck I won't get stuck in it."