"Don't ever call Crowley's coffee 'girly' in his hearing range," Raum chuckles. "He makes nice Turkish coffee, if you want to know my opinion."
The man looks back to Toren. "Especially the order, I'd say, but it has many masks and sometimes has to be executed with an iron fist. Rules have a reason, you may like it or not. I like it better, though, when everything goes smoothly by itself and my services are not needed." He takes a sip of his iced tea. He's calm and even though his words may sound harsh, his body and face signals of relaxation.