Oh, but this just gets funnier the more Crowley talks. He's really hooked on feeling human, and Kevin has a lot of vindictive thoughts all at once -- maybe he should strap Crowley to a chair and chop off a finger; he wonders how Crowley would feel if someone went after his son -- but if he settles on one for any length of time, they kind of sour his stomach. He beat Crowley up before; it didn't solve everything.

"It's a rush, I'm sure. What're you getting now? Happiness? Love? Fear? Pain?" His smile ebbs away as he gets to the end of that spiel, a hardness settling into his features now.

"I'm glad for you. I really am." It comes out sounding as fuck you as possible, even though he and Crowley were on okay territory back during that famine thing, and Kevin is usually in charge of his emotions about him. This is more about what's underneath the surface, what Kevin wouldn't really act on normally, but it's getting dragged out because Crowley is so intense, because they're getting back around to what Crowley did to him.

He is sincerely glad that Crowley's enjoying a full spectrum of emotions again, and especially if that brings him pain, shamefulness, and a crippling addiction.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to get in your way. Please, shoot up all the human blood you want. Hell, I'll deliver it to you from wherever you get it if you want."