Date: 2009-01-25 05:08 am (UTC)
"Yes," he says vaguely.

His gaze is distant for a moment longer, and when it finally focuses, it lands on Crowley's hand on the book. He reaches for his own, brings it to his lap, but rather than reading he looks out toward the sea and the waves crashing endlessly on the shore.
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