They weren't staying here. Azriaphale had said he was returning to Earth to face whatever came there and while that pissed Crowley off more than anything a part of him knew he would be too. Those sorts of things would matter at home. His lot never would have let him live down receiving pity from an angel.
Not if they knew about it.
He let Azriaphale have it his own way and quieted in his chair as much as he could, until inevitably the fabric tugged on the wrong muscle and he had to shout out of a sense of demonic self preservation.
"THAT HURTS!"
Wasn't Azriaphale's fault, it was just that sore. That cream, miraculous as it was, helped to soothe the aches as soon as it was applied. It was hot, then cold, icy hot even! A very strange combination that calmed those battered muscles and sent Crowley into a much more docile frame of mind. Gradually his tense posture relaxed until he was practically lounging in that rickety wooden chair, shirtless, and gazing deeply at his guardian angel.
"Manchester," He chuckled, "Wouldn't have thought we would have ended up so far away from there."
Not entirely what was meant but it was true.
"I guess I should..." A pause for an uncertain look, "Thank you."
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Date: 2019-06-20 07:20 am (UTC)Not if they knew about it.
He let Azriaphale have it his own way and quieted in his chair as much as he could, until inevitably the fabric tugged on the wrong muscle and he had to shout out of a sense of demonic self preservation.
"THAT HURTS!"
Wasn't Azriaphale's fault, it was just that sore. That cream, miraculous as it was, helped to soothe the aches as soon as it was applied. It was hot, then cold, icy hot even! A very strange combination that calmed those battered muscles and sent Crowley into a much more docile frame of mind.
Gradually his tense posture relaxed until he was practically lounging in that rickety wooden chair, shirtless, and gazing deeply at his guardian angel.
"Manchester," He chuckled, "Wouldn't have thought we would have ended up so far away from there."
Not entirely what was meant but it was true.
"I guess I should..." A pause for an uncertain look, "Thank you."