[ And being the pessimistic that he is, albeit a relatively lazy one, Crowley offers a glance before his lips pull into a cheeky grin. ]

Mmmmmaybe? Probably in my first... maybe second century of living? But that's so long ago that I've already forgotten. [ The words come so easily for him, humming lightly as he grabs another nearby stick. ] It's not a rare sight if you just go outside.