[Crowley gently catches her wrist in a hand -- not enough to yank her hand away from his face, but enough to indicate that she's not doing this properly, and he eyes her for a few moments.
She's a dangerous creature, but Crowley knows her extraordinarily well, and he knows that Naomi is unlikely to hurt him unless he does something to provoke her. Such things usually involve screaming at one another and a large amount of bloodshed and neither are necessary in this universe.
So, instead -- he goes with what he knows works.]
Patience, my darling.
[It's said finally, as he undoes her fingers from his face, gently catching her hand in his own to press his lips against the back of her hand with an obscene amount of care.]
action;
She's a dangerous creature, but Crowley knows her extraordinarily well, and he knows that Naomi is unlikely to hurt him unless he does something to provoke her. Such things usually involve screaming at one another and a large amount of bloodshed and neither are necessary in this universe.
So, instead -- he goes with what he knows works.]
Patience, my darling.
[It's said finally, as he undoes her fingers from his face, gently catching her hand in his own to press his lips against the back of her hand with an obscene amount of care.]
One of us has to be able to get off the roof.