"Ah," said Crowley looking both a little awed and definitely a bit terrified. "Genocide. Yup. That's a one-way ticket, right there."

He shakes it off, like a dog shaking off fleas. It's some relief but his skin is still crawling.

"Anyway, m'not the piper you gotta pay. Not my department - don't really have a department anymore since I'm kind of retired. But you're the only human I've bumped into who has a recollection of dying."