"You're such a wordsmith, Crowley. A poet," Fin laughed.

In the other room Luna began to fuss, and the fae quickly got up to fetch her. After a quick diaper change he brought her out, bouncing her a bit as he settled back in on the sofa with her.

"You going to say hello to Crowley?" he asked her, even though Luna could barely do more than gurgle and squeak.