[ That's... something. Of course, Gabriel doesn't know about the body swap, and will never know about it, because neither he nor Aziraphale are ever going to tell anyone, or probably even speak of it, ever again.
But that having been said, that doesn't mean he's wrong in his conclusion.
It's just that Crowley generally tries not to think about whether the Almighty thinks or cares about him, personally. He decided a very long time ago that his existence is better if he doesn't think about it, doesn't wonder, because there's no way for him to know (and She undoubtedly hates him as much as She hates all the other Fallen, because otherwise why did they Fall? and ultimately, the idea of being hated by your Creator is not a good one, so he just avoids it).
But turnabout is fair play, he supposes. He doesn't think She loves him, and Gabriel saying so isn't going to get him to change his mind. But now he's thinking about it, and that's just no good. ]
You realize I had no idea She'd kick them out of the Garden just for eating an apple, right? That's on Her. Like everything else.
[ He's going to leave the cake. Eating isn't really his thing. ]
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But that having been said, that doesn't mean he's wrong in his conclusion.
It's just that Crowley generally tries not to think about whether the Almighty thinks or cares about him, personally. He decided a very long time ago that his existence is better if he doesn't think about it, doesn't wonder, because there's no way for him to know (and She undoubtedly hates him as much as She hates all the other Fallen, because otherwise why did they Fall? and ultimately, the idea of being hated by your Creator is not a good one, so he just avoids it).
But turnabout is fair play, he supposes. He doesn't think She loves him, and Gabriel saying so isn't going to get him to change his mind. But now he's thinking about it, and that's just no good. ]
You realize I had no idea She'd kick them out of the Garden just for eating an apple, right? That's on Her. Like everything else.
[ He's going to leave the cake. Eating isn't really his thing. ]