Isn't that what gods do?

[His sneer melts into a look of scrutiny before he blinks once, no twice, for good measure. Okay, maybe Bombay hadn't shown up to help him directly, but the result would be the same. Crawford shrugs.]

Things seem to be getting out of control out there.

[Right on schedule, something crashes upstairs. Crawford casually sips at his coffee.]

And me without a Shinki.

[An exaggerated sigh.]

Good thing you showed up.