He does stumble when he lands, gripping on the demon's arm. It's not lack of experience, but urge to act as quickly as possible.
A quick look at Crowley, then up at the air - then around in several directions until he spots the plane lights in the dark night sky. He can't see it-- the thing, he can't see it, but he can't leave it like this. He takes a few hurried and tense steps and snaps both his fingers, no hesitation, not a second to spare.
A double purpose: steady the plane, keep the mortals safe; and making entirely sure the target is on them and no one else.
"We have to move." His eyes linger on the plane for another second or two, but he quickly turns and rushes back to his companion, gripping on his sleeve. "It's still-- we have to go."
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Date: 2019-07-26 03:21 pm (UTC)A quick look at Crowley, then up at the air - then around in several directions until he spots the plane lights in the dark night sky. He can't see it-- the thing, he can't see it, but he can't leave it like this. He takes a few hurried and tense steps and snaps both his fingers, no hesitation, not a second to spare.
A double purpose: steady the plane, keep the mortals safe; and making entirely sure the target is on them and no one else.
"We have to move." His eyes linger on the plane for another second or two, but he quickly turns and rushes back to his companion, gripping on his sleeve. "It's still-- we have to go."