SOMEONE'S GETTING ATE UP ☆ crowley

[arcy]

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Aurum's admittance to having once been, apparently, an asshole achieves the anticipated effect. To be entirely honest, Crowley looks somewhat bewildered. It was hard to imagine Aurum being an ass very frequently at all, though, if he reads real hard into what he knows about the lion .. he can get it, kind of.
"Must've been quite the journey from there to .. here," Crowley settles on saying after a moment of processing this. He's trying not to think about any of this in relation to himself. It's distressing enough that he's more prone to stuff like .. kindness, now. Six thousand years on this fucking planet, and now's the time that he's apparently going through all of this. Fine. Okay. Apparently Tanglewood is just like this.
The demon wrinkles his nose as Aurum compares Heaven and Hell. He's not too surprised. Two sides of the same coin, those. "Crowded, too? Aziraphale always described it as empty," Maybe they'd been different parts of heaven? Aziraphale didn't exactly go to explore Heaven after he'd been assigned to Earth, after all. .. Somewhat distressingly, it's the first time Crowley's said the angels name since he'd arrived here. And he might've gone much longer without having done so if he weren't so goddamn open around Aurum. It's infuriating and uncomfortable, but alarmingly easy. He tries not to think about it. ".. They're all a lot like that, huh," Crowley huffs. So terrified of falling -- it wasn't so bad, once you got used to. Not even that different, aside from the .. cultural changes, and abilities that were a little bit to the left of their angelic counterpart's.
"I remember that, actually," Crowley grins. It was kind of surreal, remembering Aurum in hellhound form. He hadn't payed a lot of attention to the guy, back then -- had he switched back shortly after he arrived? "Didn't make for a very good first impression, unfortunately," Torn between several possible expressions, Crowley ultimately just keeps on grinning. It's not like it was a big deal -- Crowley dealt with it, and they got along, now.
In any case ... Crowley isn't prepared for Aurum's questions by any means. The demon startles, squinting at the angel dubiously for a moment. It's a somewhat insensitive question, but Crowley can't fault him for being curiosity. Crowley always tries to reward curiosity, if he can help it. Sort if. He just can't promise complete answers.
"Alarmingly, Heaven gets worse every time I hear about it," The demon scowls. A real kind and good crowd up there, huh? It's hard to imagine, living like that. Crowley curls his tail around himself, debates if he should say anymore on the subject, before deciding against it.
"Falling was, uh. Well, there was a lot of burning, in quite a few senses of the word, and a lot of things being stripped away. Changing. ot sure how to describe it other than that," He shrugs. It was traumatic in an undefinable way. Everything you were, everything you knew, being taking away as you watched. Being changed. Crowley hadn't ever been a snake before he fell, at the very least. "I wouldn't exactly call it free, either. I was asked to stay in certain areas and do certain things. Spent most of my time causing chaos, claiming human disasters as my own, and sleeping," He shrugs. It wasn't much of a life, if he was honest. Which, he wasn't, but he would be, just this once. It was hard to have one with hell breathing on his neck, anyways. But he'd made do.

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