He blanches at that, staring at Crowley, before he shakes his head and then nods slowly. Well, it answers that question.
He still looks slapped however because on the one hand he can't imagine only loving someone who isn't her-
(But is it even really her. Has it ever been Her or is it just himself...)
No. It is her. He can't fathom just loving one person and Aziraphale returns that...one person can't be a whole world and-
And he just nods. Slow.
When he speaks his voice sounds dead.
"Yes of course. I will leave you be here. Enjoy the festivities." He is nothing if not polite as he nods and staggers out and away and doesn't look back.
It's too much to think about. He shouldn't seek out any of these festivities he's not some sort of party creature - he should just go back and sleep and just...
It was fine to be alone. he needed no one else. Just her and himself.
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He still looks slapped however because on the one hand he can't imagine only loving someone who isn't her-
(But is it even really her. Has it ever been Her or is it just himself...)
No. It is her. He can't fathom just loving one person and Aziraphale returns that...one person can't be a whole world and-
And he just nods. Slow.
When he speaks his voice sounds dead.
"Yes of course. I will leave you be here. Enjoy the festivities." He is nothing if not polite as he nods and staggers out and away and doesn't look back.
It's too much to think about. He shouldn't seek out any of these festivities he's not some sort of party creature - he should just go back and sleep and just...
It was fine to be alone. he needed no one else. Just her and himself.