There was a time when Crowley would have recoiled against Aziraphale's thanks. When a thank-you from the angel would've been too dangerous to hear. After all, they were supposed to be enemies. He might've been commended for tempting the angel into the Arrangement, but never for saving him. Never for caring for him. No, the friendship that blossomed between them over the years was what earned them their banishment and now all the trouble that surrounded them.
Now---now, Crowley can't help but feel that he doesn't deserve Aziraphale's thanks. After all, it is his fault that they're here. Hastur hurt Aziraphale to get to Crowley. At the very least, a group of angels would've just killed them. Hastur had to make it hurt.
He takes a sip of his wine. "Should've done more," he says. "Will do, if he comes back for us."
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Date: 2019-09-02 02:09 pm (UTC)Now---now, Crowley can't help but feel that he doesn't deserve Aziraphale's thanks. After all, it is his fault that they're here. Hastur hurt Aziraphale to get to Crowley. At the very least, a group of angels would've just killed them. Hastur had to make it hurt.
He takes a sip of his wine. "Should've done more," he says. "Will do, if he comes back for us."