"The storyteller? You mean the rabbit, right?" he asks, remembering a dream and a funny little statue outside of the temple he had explored earlier.

Crowley hates being that guy who asks too many questions--wait no, he loves being that guy. It's what got him kicked out of heaven to begin with, after all.

"Where are these islets?" he continues asking, assuming he was standing amidst the monkey nests. Crowley likes people, but he often doesn't get very close to them. They tend to die on you, not worth the trouble.