[ Aziraphale hums, as a general agreement with the sentiment and an enjoyment of receiving more free affection. He'd look ghastly with a buzz cut, he thinks. Not entirely certain his hair wouldn't immediately revert in protest.
He lets go of Crowley's jacket so that he can wrap his arms around him properly instead. Which is much better, in his opinion. Should have done it sooner. ]
It does at that. [ He thinks back to when the daemons first split off. A slightly different kind of too much. But. ] If you'd ever... like company, when that happens. I would. It's helped.
[ He absolutely wouldn't have expected it to, because he usually likes licking his wounds hidden in a metaphorical cabinet, if he gets the chance. But it has helped. Just having Crowley here, being familiar and steady. ]
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He lets go of Crowley's jacket so that he can wrap his arms around him properly instead. Which is much better, in his opinion. Should have done it sooner. ]
It does at that. [ He thinks back to when the daemons first split off. A slightly different kind of too much. But. ] If you'd ever... like company, when that happens. I would. It's helped.
[ He absolutely wouldn't have expected it to, because he usually likes licking his wounds hidden in a metaphorical cabinet, if he gets the chance. But it has helped. Just having Crowley here, being familiar and steady. ]
I'm very grateful.