Crowley gives a small nod, folding his arms.

"Well, yeah, I could understand that. I mean, you have every right to move on, bollocks to that pining forever and never loving another shit. But he probably wouldn't see that. Not right away. Likely, as far as he's concerned, Ashura is the sneaky lothario who stole you in the night. He'll either get over it, or hold a grudge for the rest of his time here, hard to say which way it'll go, people are complicated"