Aziraphale looks at him, expression softening, and he does go to answer - but he falters and sighs instead, hanging his head slightly.
"Well, in one piece, so far." Which is more honest than he'd usually prefer to answer, but he's exhausted. And not even bad-day-art-work exhausted, since he does not sleep, but some way more visceral and honest, in his core.
He looks up at Crowley agai. "You?" How was it to stare actual death in the face less than 15 minutes ago?
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Date: 2019-07-27 02:44 am (UTC)"Well, in one piece, so far." Which is more honest than he'd usually prefer to answer, but he's exhausted. And not even bad-day-art-work exhausted, since he does not sleep, but some way more visceral and honest, in his core.
He looks up at Crowley agai. "You?" How was it to stare actual death in the face less than 15 minutes ago?