[He gives Crowley an apologetic smile. He knows more than anyone how being helpless can eat away at a person's soul. There are days when he's sick here that he can't do anything, and he's only human. He can't imagine what it must be for a demon capable of amazing feats of reality-bending to have his hands tied.]

The one thing I can thank the Atroma for, beyond meeting all of you.

[That and bringing him back to life, of course.]

At least like this, I can stay with you all a little longer. [He pauses, glancing down at his hand and the now drying blood still smeared across his palm.]

...I'm sorry, Crowley-san. I know this isn't the answer you were hoping for. It isn't the one I want to give either.