Date: 2019-07-25 11:46 am (UTC)
salutosinedelectat: (125)
It does mean something. It means something he can't quite say, can't neither call a request or a question or even a statement. It means something, but he doesn't know how to explain what that meaning is.

"--Yes?" He looks up at him, pausing halfway through his fiddling with the seatbelt. And there's something there, too, and part of it is the guilt of putting the question in Crowley's hands.

It's a loaded look, but there's vague, nervous hope in it.


Though this is hardly the best time and place for this conversation, which he's also painfully aware of.
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