What good in this situation was a piece of jewelry? Oh, now that sword was something very useful, on the other hand--aside, naturally, from the God-given properties of being a sharp metal cutty thing in a potentially dangerous place...even if the light did sort of give away the weapon's location, but then such was the case generally with holy weapons (as he suspected Eleven's to be). Best to strike fear into the hearts of sinners and evil ones with its mere presence.

Creme stirred, coiling itself around the hilt of the blade-less sword like a notification going off in his pocket. Yes, thank you, not now, he thought. There was nothing he would like to set fire to. Yet.

"I'm sorry, but what does your bracelet do?" he asked, turning a bit in their lineup so that he could see the bangle in question. It wasn't one of those awful Smart Watches Crowley tried to show him once, was it?