Aziraphale stares at him, once again finding himself almost resenting those very stylish sunglasses. Resenting that this is how they--
"No." He says finally, after a long moment of staring. But, of all people, Crowley might know how there are times when the angel is incredibly hard to sway. There's the right things to say, right things to use, sometimes, but not here. No, he's not leaving Crowley alone. Not now. Not here.
He goes to speak but he light from the flames are moving closer and the other patrons are running, and they soon will be discovered. So he grabs Crowley's arm and quickly rushes out of the dance floors, pulling the demon behind a corner with him. Not a good hiding place by any standards, but they need to think.
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"No." He says finally, after a long moment of staring. But, of all people, Crowley might know how there are times when the angel is incredibly hard to sway. There's the right things to say, right things to use, sometimes, but not here. No, he's not leaving Crowley alone. Not now. Not here.
He goes to speak but he light from the flames are moving closer and the other patrons are running, and they soon will be discovered. So he grabs Crowley's arm and quickly rushes out of the dance floors, pulling the demon behind a corner with him. Not a good hiding place by any standards, but they need to think.