"Can we handle soldiers?" Crowley asks, looking at him worriedly. Giant terrifying monsters is something Crowley has experience with. He can handle that. Flaming sword wielding angels? That's not anything he's used to. And he doesn't really know how to get a hold of Hellfire. He supposes he could curse a flamethrower, if he was being particularly creative.

"I suppose what I should ask is, how much do we not want to handle soldiers?"