And just like that, she ushers in a pre-teen, a demonic hellhound, and a jackalope. Good thing her housemates don't seem to be around tonight; she has absolutely no idea how she would wrangle this whole situation if she had to juggle Xellos at the same time, on top of everything.
"It's a lot," Anathema says, a little bluntly, while she shuts the door behind them, gently chivvies the whole menagerie into the combined living room and kitchen. "Years' worth of a broken government and running for your life and now you're back and now on top of everything, Aziraphale and Crowley are gone. You're allowed to feel a little..."
Overwhelmed? Gutted? Anathema doesn't know what word to fill in the blank there, so she doesn't even try; just splays her hands, gestures vaguely. She'd look at his aura to double-check how he's feeling, except she's already done that and made the mistake and and knows how eye-wateringly blinding his aura can be. It's so much dimmer here, in this world, outside of Tadfield, but even that doesn't change the fact that it's radiant.
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"It's a lot," Anathema says, a little bluntly, while she shuts the door behind them, gently chivvies the whole menagerie into the combined living room and kitchen. "Years' worth of a broken government and running for your life and now you're back and now on top of everything, Aziraphale and Crowley are gone. You're allowed to feel a little..."
Overwhelmed? Gutted? Anathema doesn't know what word to fill in the blank there, so she doesn't even try; just splays her hands, gestures vaguely. She'd look at his aura to double-check how he's feeling, except she's already done that and made the mistake and and knows how eye-wateringly blinding his aura can be. It's so much dimmer here, in this world, outside of Tadfield, but even that doesn't change the fact that it's radiant.