I'm not putting it any way - it's simply the truth. You wouldn't have let anyone else do that. You'd have muddled you way though it on your own.

[He miracled Crowley's clothes back nice and neat and turned away from him letting him have a bit of privacy to get comfortable again. Ah, there it was yet another thing they would always and forever disagree on.]

Can you think of why they came for you this time?