[He looks at the light bringer calmly though his insides were screaming at him to not do what he was about to do.]
I don't give a flying fig what happens to others of his kind. But Aziraphale? He's mine.
[If he had a moment to reflect on the particular wording he chose, he would be quite confused indeed. As it is, his mind tucks that little bit of information away to be mulled over later.]
no subject
I don't give a flying fig what happens to others of his kind. But Aziraphale? He's mine.
[If he had a moment to reflect on the particular wording he chose, he would be quite confused indeed. As it is, his mind tucks that little bit of information away to be mulled over later.]