It took him a long moment of selfishly basking in Aziraphale's Grace before he had any sense to think of anyone but himself.
And then he noticed he felt distinctively damp.
He pulled back just a bit and used a knuckle to turn the angel's chin to him. If he'd had a heart, it may have broken.
"I...didn't mean to make you cry," he apologized.
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Date: 2020-01-18 10:04 pm (UTC)It took him a long moment of selfishly basking in Aziraphale's Grace before he had any sense to think of anyone but himself.
And then he noticed he felt distinctively damp.
He pulled back just a bit and used a knuckle to turn the angel's chin to him. If he'd had a heart, it may have broken.
"I...didn't mean to make you cry," he apologized.