The moment passed quickly. The pain--the memory of pain, really--passed almost as soon as it had come. "Yeah," Eugene replied. "Let's talk later." Even if he really didn't want to.

He gave Kratos and Castiel his best cocksure grin and added, for their benefit, "Nothing wrong, guys. Frying pans are much more civilized weapons, wouldn't you agree? Much harder to put an eye out with a frying pan. Now...which way is this ecks-ray room, again?"

[going here.]