An idle sniff that is not at all related to the wetness of his eyes, and a smile that stays despite the fact that he doesn't think it's all resolved just yet. But, for now, it seems like they have found a good ground to stand on, even if, yet again, they've been somewhat forced there.

After a comfortable moment or two, he shifts and sits up, somewhat subtly passing his pinky finger over the corner of his eye, a tad bit more settled than before. He looks at Crowley, smiling still, and, after a pause, reaches his hands up towards his sunglasses.

"May I?"