"Well, uh, I-- I kind of thought I made it clear..." He texted him one final message telling him he didn't want to do this and it was over and that was kind of it. He ditched his phone and went on the mission Gabriel had pushed him over for months on end. And it was how he met Dallen, how he fell in love, how he had what little he had now. It was for the best, he was happyish and Crowley could get over him. Hopefully. He definitely seemed out of love with him? That was win.

"Please don't yell, it's not very becoming, is it? We could talk privately. Outside, even. It's Anathema's day and I just -- this isn't very -- let's not, okay?"

He didn't want to fight. He didn't want to reject Crowley again and again, it was hard enough the first time. He held up his hands, apologetic. "I said all I want to say."