"Dunno yet. Might pop out to go to the store. Not a lot of stuff to do, is there?" They were holding hands, which was nice. Crowley didn't feel the need to state that this was nice, because it wasn't all that nice. Somewhere more dry would be nicer. Somewhere they could sit down.

Whatever. He slid his free hand into his inside pocket and produced the box of pocky he had bought the other day. "Do you want to share? It's chocolate. You like sweet stuff..."

Liked food in general and didn't get to eat a lot of sweets, from all he knew of his family, so he had gotten it for that reason. Well, that and one other reason. "There's a special way to eat these."