» every broken promise

It isn't long before two children enter the picture. One recklessly dives for a bonelight, one that the God has clearly commanded not to touch, latching onto it with an iron grip and shaking it furiously about. Crowley turns his head to watch the colt and see if he, like so many others, would burst into a cloud of curling black smoke before disappearing forever; after all, Kaos hadn't seem opposed to offing children before. He's trailed by a filly who appears a bit older than her companion, and far more intelligent at that. A monochrome mare speaks from near his side and causes his ears to flatten, equal parts annoyed and even offended. Perhaps he isn't the best to speak or even think on the matter, as Crowley definitely isn't up for any father of the year awards any time soon, but that doesn't mean he can't believe in allowing children to be children, making their own choices as they began to shape themselves and in turn take up responsibility for what they did. Telling them to hush would certainly do them no good. "Let them be," he speaks sharply with a narrowed gaze, "If the boy wishes to show defiance before a God, then let him." He had every right to, just as the filly had every right to talk her friend out of doing something potentially stupid. At the question of where their parents were, Crowley heaves an exasperated breath and glances back towards the Riftian deity and then back to Zahra. He wishes to speak, but for now, he bites his tongue to resume his previous silence. "Speech" Crowley & Talbot oh lord won’t you save me save me from myself oh lord won’t you forgive me for I have lost control