Crowley's fingers stiffen on the doorknob, tight with the instinctive urge to reach across the space between them and help - to hook a finger under the rigid white tab and to slide the band slowly from beneath the heavy collar that holds it in place.
But he can't -
He can't do that, just yet.
Only looking away doesn't help either, because he's home again, and everything is so perfectly familiar. Except he can't -
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Date: 2009-08-09 08:04 pm (UTC)But he can't -
He can't do that, just yet.
Only looking away doesn't help either, because he's home again, and everything is so perfectly familiar. Except he can't -