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I frown a little at this different display of emotion from Nero. If you can call it emotion, it certainly is a display. I cross my arms and look back out the window. 

[color=#DB7093]”No. That doesn't surprise me at all about Crowley, which is why I don't understand why you are being different. Either it's because you want us to do the job for you, so you can get paid or you really don't give a damn about Crowley and hell which only gives me more questions,”[/color] I confess.