Crowley's a snake. More than a demon or a human, he's really a snake at his core. He senses fear; and he senses weakness.
"Me?" He looks away briefly. "One of the upsides of not having free will is that you don't need anyone or anything to affirm yourself. You already know your exact purpose; you know what you're here to do and why. Sometimes the things you have to do don't entirely match up and things can get a bit confusing. But it's not really all that complicated."
He turns in his stool to face Hannibal more fully.
"I've lived a very long time and I've seen all kinds of people, all the sorts of things they get up to. Cain and Abel. Nero's Rome. The Children's Crusade. The Spanish Inquisition. I even met Jack the Ripper once."
He smiles.
"And the thing is, monsters--the serial killers and mass murderers, they're all the same. They all have different motivations and they all think they're different from their predecessors. They all think they're so very unique. But monsters are all the same."
He turns to pour himself another scotch.
"It's funny, really, you'd think being a demon and all that I'd be on your side. But you had to go and kill my friend. Were the steaks worth it, at least?"
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"Me?" He looks away briefly. "One of the upsides of not having free will is that you don't need anyone or anything to affirm yourself. You already know your exact purpose; you know what you're here to do and why. Sometimes the things you have to do don't entirely match up and things can get a bit confusing. But it's not really all that complicated."
He turns in his stool to face Hannibal more fully.
"I've lived a very long time and I've seen all kinds of people, all the sorts of things they get up to. Cain and Abel. Nero's Rome. The Children's Crusade. The Spanish Inquisition. I even met Jack the Ripper once."
He smiles.
"And the thing is, monsters--the serial killers and mass murderers, they're all the same. They all have different motivations and they all think they're different from their predecessors. They all think they're so very unique. But monsters are all the same."
He turns to pour himself another scotch.
"It's funny, really, you'd think being a demon and all that I'd be on your side. But you had to go and kill my friend. Were the steaks worth it, at least?"