"Mm. I suppose we'll take what we can get." Things don't feel very miraculous here. Just that they are a lot of hard work. He cuts delicately into the waffle, making sure to get a bit of everything in a single slice, and clicks his tongue at Crowley.

"We can't just waste food, Crowley. Well, I can't." He slides the demon a look. "And don't tell me that's all you're eating."

He eats his cut of waffle, mindful of the dripping syrup and:

"Mmmm." Feathers fluff in appreciation. "Not as bad as I thought! Though they do say that hunger is the best ingredient."