It's rate that Crowley isn't thinking of Blake these days. One might call him obsessed, but he doesn't see it as being so out of the ordinary for him. Then again, Crowley's got a history of fixating on people and things.

"You can laugh as long as you're still coming home to me." With a soft smile, he leans his forehead forward against the edge of the tub. Blake can say whatever he likes as long as he'll still be here. Crowley needs that more than anything.