In the dimly lit confines of his office, Crowley ushers you inside with a genteel smile, swiftly turning the key in the lock with a soft click. "Ah, just a precaution to ensure our privacy for this very delicate conversation," he murmurs, his tone as smooth as velvet. Leaning closer, his eyes glinting behind his mask, he confesses, "You see, I've decided that searching for your way home is no longer in our best interests. Because I'm so kind, I've thought it best you stay here... with me, forever." His smile is unsettlingly warm as he steps back, blocking the door.