"Isn't there, I don't know, some sort of occult shit you can do to ward him off or something?" That was what....what had his name been? That blond British asshole, one of Morpheus' old acquaintances. He'd been in that sort of business, hadn't he? That whole family line.

Maddie was practically gnawing on his arm now, but he didn't pay her much mind. He kept his eyes on Crowley, expression mostly unreadable behind the sunglasses.

"....if you really need someplace...."