Saying nothing while Ellie conducted her examination, because he was trying not to scream, Crowley watched the shabby man step up. He seemed oddly familiar, though the demon couldn't remember seeing him before.

"Hurts," he said in reply. "I'll explain. No, that'd take too long. I'll sum up. Made Raphael mad. Attacked me and collapsed. Michael took him away. This girl showed up. Then you."

Crowley turned pleading eyes, well, pleading sunglasses, to Ellie. "You can make it stop?"