Oh, my people are plenty big on labels, just not so much anything to do with family.

[Words like good and evil, and traitor, those are all very important labels to demons. Crowley doesn't like to give much stock to them, especially not anymore.]

Molly's not bad, could be-- [Crowley stops mid sentence as he catches sight of something in the darkness below, and he brings their descent to a sharp stop. It's hard to make out, but there are eyes and teeth and none of them seem pleasant.] Not sure how well you can see in the dark, but there's something down there that isn't looking friendly.