Crowley stayed quiet while Azriaphale went on about those lofty morale lessons, just giving him that pitying look that so often went along with such statements. A learning experience? Poor deluded angel. The only thing this experience was was a massive cock up. If he had been paying more attention that damn werewolf wouldn't have been able to touch him, Azriaphale wouldn't have been nearly killed, and his jacket would have remained as white as it ever had been. He would wish it all away if he could.
"Off this world and back to Armageddon?"
He stepped forward to dust some rust from Azriaphale's sleeve, that at least came away easily enough.
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Date: 2019-06-19 02:19 am (UTC)"Off this world and back to Armageddon?"
He stepped forward to dust some rust from Azriaphale's sleeve, that at least came away easily enough.