"Doesn't it always?" Well, usually. That last event had dragged over and that had been a little disconcerting.

He wants to remind Blake that he should have faith in Crowley, because Crowley will always come back for him, but Crowley can't really make that promise. He forgets this place every time he goes and loath as he is to admit it, it does seem that everyone goes home for good eventually. The idea of forgetting Blake and never returning leaves a sick feeling in Crowley's gut, as if it's so intrinsically wrong that he simply can't imagine a just world allowing it, but then Wonderland's never been too just. It's just like every other world in that regard.

Catching up, he falls into step next to Blake, nostrils flaring. "You think it's my clothes?"