"As for you, Crowley," he muttered, "I do love, even if you disdain my particular way of loving. And I have no right to be happy at the expense or harm of others, no right to be happy again His law. If murder brought me joy, would you advocate that? Possibly; but that wouldn't make it right."

He glared back at the demon.

"And what's this but work? You cared so little about Him that I'm sure 'going on' was no trouble for you; but I would be destroyed. What I want is to remain secure - and there's only one way to ensure that."