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Why don't you tell me?

[he tucks his hands in his pockets, leaning against a nearby wall. he doesn't want to have the table in his way if he needs to make an attack.]

[wiling]

What, you want me to judge you?

[ he already has, actually. but crowley shrugs, crosses his legs with almost offensive casualness. ]

I could, but I don't like the sound of my voice that much.

[truncates]

I have a feeling that you do.

[his eyes narrow, but he's smiling, as much as he does smile. it's forced, though it looks more natural than his posture.]

[wiling]

Hey, maybe I do. But still, maybe you're more interesting than I am.

[ well, he doubts that. but still. ]

Or maybe you could tell me why you stink of blood.

[ that's a bit of an exaggeration, actually (crowley likes his dramatic flair). it's mostly his aura that smells weird. ]

[truncates]

[dexter makes a face, a mix of confusion and disbelief.]

Someone died in here. The whole place smells metallic.

[his expression relaxes and he shrugs, the question doesn't quite bother him.]

Tell me why you're in here.

[wiling]

Only a little.

[ he shrugs, crosses his legs in a single smooth motion. ]

I'm on holiday.

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[dexter sighs, somewhat peeved.]

No, why you're really in here.

[they've been over this. sometimes people confess different things if they've been asked twice.

this guy kept his mouth sealed though, didn't he?]

[wiling]

[ sorry, dexter, crowley has being suave and really annoying on lockdown. ]

When people go on holiday, they like to go sight-seeing, don't they?

[ or something along those lines. crowley's never really been 'people'. ]