⎘ @videtamare | [ crowley swivels around, wide-eyed in response, at the familiar, thick ukrainian accent. too familiar. it feels like, like being dunked into a pool of bitter water, and at the same time wrapped into warmed-up fleece. yes, it's them. it's truly them. he sways in his spot, lost for words, and blinks, snakelike eyes morphing until there is no white in his eyes left. ] you're ... not surprised, then?