[ Irritated sounds right, logical, and Crowley can understand why. However the question of how this human felt wasn't one done out of genuine consideration of how he felt, but more along the lines of simply aggravating him more.

The hesitation makes it so obvious that he is hiding something the vampire has to force himself not to laugh. ] We left the decorating as is when the humans abandoned this place, so it's pretty dull. [ Not that Crowley had much of a sense of what is and isn't beautiful. ]

Hm? [ He hums, taking a step closer with a quirked brow. ]

Under my command she's free to do as she pleases, bending some of the rules isn't anything terrible. We wouldn't even get a day's worth of sun exposure as punishment.

[ Maybe a cut on blood but that's Chess' problem. Crowley was content with little intake as long as he got by. ]

Wrong. [ And like that Crowley lifts his foot and stomps down onto Gran's thigh. Not hard enough to shatter bones but there's going to be a bruises, without a doubt, the next day. ] You're the only human in the room and there's something about that smells off, as if you're balancing back and forth between two beings. [ There's not a hint of threat in his tone, eyes and smile remaining mildly playful at best. ] So why don't you stop lying to me before I really have to punish you?