Maybe one day they'll have actual, lasting peace. That's what he wishes for.
He hums solemnly. Their earthly advantages are great, all things considered, but the cages are rattled. Who's to know Heaven and Hell won't learn to adapt, fueled by their anger over the angel's and the demon's indiscretions? Who's to say, even, if they won't work together? They showed actual willingness to do so, as both Aziraphale and Crowley witnessed. Pettiness can really go a long way.
"Hopefully, a good few." The angel's hands fidget, resting on his lap; he doesn't notice. The lights below are clearer still. "Would be a shame to leave too soon."
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He hums solemnly. Their earthly advantages are great, all things considered, but the cages are rattled. Who's to know Heaven and Hell won't learn to adapt, fueled by their anger over the angel's and the demon's indiscretions? Who's to say, even, if they won't work together? They showed actual willingness to do so, as both Aziraphale and Crowley witnessed. Pettiness can really go a long way.
"Hopefully, a good few." The angel's hands fidget, resting on his lap; he doesn't notice. The lights below are clearer still. "Would be a shame to leave too soon."