𝕮𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖑𝖊𝖞

He's still looking at their hands, not ending the contact if Crowley doesn't. His own have definitely stopped fidgeting, for what it's worth.

He looks at his companion. "Used to travel a lot more." Centuries and centuries ago. The world stopped needing them as much, and they got too wrapped up in their own things. "It'd be nice to see how everything's changed."

And didn't, you know, end.