[ Crowley was honestly using that as an excuse but it turns out he's right. The smell off hokk is all around them and pin-pointing any sort of source would be tedious, but he can't lie that he's caught it from the other man's mouth considering how close they are.

—Or were, because once the music is over and done with he's finally letting go. ]

I thought so. Your blood is gonna taste awful later, I bet. [ So he's not gonna drink from him because Rhys is gross??? Obviously. ] And if you end up getting sick I'm not gonna help you out, just a fair warning.