Don't be sorry, just spare me the echoes. If you were humans, it wouldn't be distinguishable from the ten-thousand other humans engaging in the same thing.
Angels do rather like their structure in my experience.
[ taking this for what it is: ] The sightseeing has been delightful. I admit to being a little bored, though. I'm not accustomed to not having a goal in mind.
Were you any good at it? I was always rubbish at that sort of thing. Could spin well enough, but the rest of it was too delicate for me
[He spent thousands of years presenting as female, it was impossible not to learn a thing or two about spinning and weaving and all the various other things that can be done with thread.]
He's a different sort of bastard than most angels. Should I ask if you're playing nice?
[He could just check, either by looking at the network or asking Aziraphale, but he's trying not to be too hovery.]
Enough practice at it and you can get rather good at anything. If I never see another bit of needlepoint again, though, it will actually be too soon.
He's treated you well. I have no reason to be anything other than nice. Of course, I'm not using my name, either. I expect he'd be rather reluctant to speak to me if I was.
[As an answer, Crowley sends a handful of photos of his secret little cottage, star charts and books and pages of equations covering the walls and table.
It's clearly A Project.]
That, and the plants keep me busy enough when I'm not being a social butterfly
[Sort of a joke, he isn't that much of a social butterfly.]
You don't strike me as all that frightening, really, but he is still an angel. Different perspectives
Yup, thought I might be able to recognise some of it, but it's been useless so far
You have, haven't you. [Not a question, and there's an unspoken gratitude in there. They haven't really spoken since their first conversation, but Crowley knows he'd have been a lot more miserable if he'd spent the past few weeks scared.] Seems that you'd not try to frighten him, either, but some things take more time I trust my instincts more than he trusts his own, I think
None of it's familiar to me, either. Certainly nothing I assisted in making, though it admittedly always looks different from the perspective of a planet's surface.
He has nothing to be concerned about. I intend to continue keeping my distance.
Some people might be into that, you know what humans can be like
They'll change your designation, I think. Seems to have happened to a few others if they're not contracted, though that only goes for dominants. I've no idea what happens if you let it go another three months, probably that awful "zoo"
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