Kit shifted until she too was resting against John, one hand finding his as she lay her head on his free shoulder. "I'm just glad you boys are playin' nice together again." Of course, that hadn't exactly been her primary motivation, but John sagged with a satisfaction that she instinctively knew stretched deeper than the physical, and Kit was glad for it. True, she might require more explanation in the morning, but for now a drowsy warmth filled her, and two grateful kisses seemed more than enough. She met Crowley's gray eyes and smiled, paradoxically somewhat shy given where they'd ended up this evening.