“You cannot, I bet. Time is a terrifying thing. With its passage, one forgets everything that is not important. But important things can be remembered. And what is it that you always remembered?” Ferid inquired gleefully. “I shall tell you: my face. Day after day, you only thought of me, right? Because that was the only purpose y—”
“I’ll kill you and end it today,” Crowley cut him off.