Date: 2007-01-07 12:08 am (UTC)
Zatanna shut her eyes as Crowley talked, squeezing his arm silently in empathy. She hadn't expected his explanation to be so involved, but she'd heard part of the beginning of this story already, from John's side. If she had the timing right, he must have run into the fiend shortly after he'd left. How distracted had he been to let a lesser demon get the jump on him? She tried hard not to imagine what a horrifying experience it must have been.

"It wasn't a coincidence," she murmured when he had finished. "He hasn't got a lot of power, but things notice him the same way he notices them. Runs in his family. Thanks for telling me. I won't say anything."

She no longer doubted her decision; if Crowley had literally been inside John's head, and he and John were still good friends, she couldn't ask for a better endorsement of his character. But what she wanted to tell him in return wasn't something she could just dump on him all at once. "He came here right after the fight, y'know, and he must have gone straight on to Ireland--" Oh who am I kidding, he went looking for Kit. I wonder if he found her. "--afterward.

"He was just sick over the whole thing," she went on, guessing that Crowley probably hadn't heard that part. "I think the only reason he didn't turn right around and go back once he'd cooled down was because he thought..." She smiled wanly. "Well, he's a little too quick to see bridges as burned, sometimes. I told him he was being foolish, assuming too much. I'm really glad to see I was right."
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