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( late that evening when he's at home a glass of very fine whiskey will appear on the nearest surface to him. followed by a text )

I didn't know if you'd want to drink with company.

[He's already had a decent amount of whiskey to drink, thanks to Cullen, but he's not saying no to more.]

Funny how everyone seems to know my business and I didn't even have to say anything about it

I'd not say no to company

( she teleports over, the bottle in her hand as she appears in the room )

LIES has a habit of publicising it.

( she'd seen it in relation to the archivist so she knew it would affect him )

[He's sprawled out on the sofa, glass balanced on his knee, some TV show playing quietly in the background, just for some vague distraction, since he's not quite ready to sleep. His sunglasses are somewhere on the coffee table, he doesn't seem much point in putting them on when it's just Lilith.

He greets her with a raise of the glass, looking confused by the comment until it registers what time it is.]

Oh, those blasted profiles are up again?

The Archivist's referenced Martin.

( she steps away just to collect herself a glass, physically getting one rather than using her magic, returning with it half-filled, placing the bottle on the table between them as she sits across from him )

Though few would likely know the significance.

[Crowley thinks, Jon's going to get himself killed, but decides that isn't worth bringing up when they both likely know it already, and Lilith cares about as much as Crowley does.

Less, really, since he does have some faint concern for Jon, for Martin's sake.]

You and Cullen, it seems. This isn't my first whiskey of the evening.

[Though he'd sobered himself up to drive.]

But one necessary.

( she's at least a little sympathetic about it which says something )

Is there anything you need?

Nah, m'alright. Not like I didn't know this was a risk going in, I wasn't about to get too attached.

[Maybe that sounds a bit cold, but Crowley doesn't think Lilith will judge. Mortals are fleeting things, caring about them doesn't change that, it just makes it hurt.]

As much as this place would like to remind us of such things.

( it had taken her towards adam, had given her people that she truly did care about. how would she react if they suddenly left? )

Suppose I just decided it was worth... this part, you know. Weighed up the risks and all that.

[He's thinking of her and Agnes, rather than himself.]

( she's quiet for a moment, drinking a little before admitting-- )

Perhaps it is.

( oh, lilith hadn't weighed anything up before she'd gone into it but she'd realised that she was much more content having agnes in her life than being apart from her, something that she had tried to do )

As much as hope can be-- difficult.

( the hope that nothing would happen, that no one would leave or be hurt )

Hope's bloody awful, but life's really not worth much without it.

[He knows it's kind of soft of him to admit, but Lilith already knows he's soft.

And it's true. There's not much point in existence without hope. That things will be alright, that they'll get better, work out. That the universe can't be endlessly cruel.]

I lived on hope for millennia, on a promise. It's only now that it's different, a light that perhaps I can believe.

( and that's her going soft. though he'd seen her troubled enough to know that behind her hardened facade there really is a gentle heart there )

Promises are tricky.

[Hope that relies on someone else delivering something is always going to be more of a risk. Crowley put his hope in Aziraphale, but it was more abstract that extracting some promise of a future or power or anything from him.]

You never really told me how things are with Agnes, you know.

[Hopefully (ha) the talk of hope means it's going well.]

( that's because it's very personal and she's not good at that. but it says something that she doesn't immediately back out of the conversation )

We have-- an understanding. About what we want.

( and how they feel )

[He can't help but think the term arrangement, which privately amuses him.]

And are you happy?

[That's what it comes down to, really. The question is genuine, though asked lightly enough, so they don't have to get too into feelings.]

( if she's a little hesitant to respond it's only because she's used to having to keep such feelings locked away. the important part is that she does answer )

I am. Agnes makes me happy.

( which is why lilith had made decisions that had gone terribly wrong )

Good, you deserve it.

[He says it definitively, not leaving any room for doubt on her end.]

If there's anything I can do t'make things easier, let me know, yeah? With the city, I mean.

[If Elias weren't in the picture, he'd offer to contract with Agnes to bring less scrutiny to them.]

What you've done has helped.

( her own place to live, her own comforts gives her somewhere to privately be with agnes at least )

The only thing I would wish is something we cannot affect.

( which she kind of means to say that she does appreciate his offer. but she's also not going to mess with that one thing again )

[It is nice to hear that he has helped. For all the pretense at being cool and unaffected (which he's certain Lilith has seen through by now), he likes to know that he's done something useful.]

Maybe we'll get lucky and the city'll take care of it.

[It'd be nice if Elias just disappeared off to where he came from.]

Many would be fortunate there.

( whilst her only concern was agnes she wasn't foolish enough to believe that she was the only affected life, not after her conversations with the archivist )

And it would be possible. He isn't as powerful as he'd tell you, if you can then believe the Archivist.

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