Aziraphale looks at him, wanting to believe those words, wanting to believe they can do it all over again and come out the other side. He wants to have faith in that, if nothing else. He wants peace, and he wants to enjoy it with Crowley.
He's very, very tired. He didn't think it was possible for him to feel tired. It's a very odd feeling.
But his side of the motivational seesaw is interrupted when the waiter brings them their order - a nice sushi assortment for the table, along with the appropriate sauces and sides.
He smiles up at her and thanks her, watching her leave, then setting his eyes on the dish.
A pause and a little breath. And a slightly more chipper sounding tone, to go with the food, of course.
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Date: 2019-07-28 11:07 pm (UTC)He's very, very tired. He didn't think it was possible for him to feel tired. It's a very odd feeling.
But his side of the motivational seesaw is interrupted when the waiter brings them their order - a nice sushi assortment for the table, along with the appropriate sauces and sides.
He smiles up at her and thanks her, watching her leave, then setting his eyes on the dish.
A pause and a little breath. And a slightly more chipper sounding tone, to go with the food, of course.
" Would you like to try it?"