That's right, we're friends, so I don't see you as food. [ Maaaaan when those memories kick back Rhys is gonna Die. ] But I need you.

[ Need. It's such a pathetic word but Crowley realizes that he'll have to use it in order to survive. The simplicity of living has left him and now he requires other measures, other necessities, to live and see the next day. He'll need blood, from who is the most important obstacle he and his family will have to discuss if they still wanted to bother keeping him. ]

You're going to keep this a secret. [ Another order. ] And for now, maybe just one more time, I'll need blood from you.