Crowley strongly suspects Aziraphale is going to regret this. He winces slightly, the heat in the angel's expression stirring deep discomfort in his gut, and drops his eyes away awkwardly to the side. Right. Suppose the only way out is through and all, since he's been trapped into this. Maybe he can have a drink after.

"Well," he begins, "I asked Odin to take off the bracelets and he did."

Which is, in fact, a partial truth. Technically, he repeatedly asked Odin to do that over several weeks despite strong protests. Still. He can't exactly partial-truth the results, Aziraphale did see him vanish after all.

"Sort of," Crowley begins, and lifts his hands to bring them together and then slowly pull them apart again. "Discorporated me, I think. Or maybe that wasn't actually the bracelet coming off. Anyway, nowhere to go here so that sort of left me floating in a void slowly unwinding until Odin yanked me out. Bit of an overreaction, really. I just wanted to know what it did. Thought it might unlock those missing memories since you won't tell me."