[There's no point denying, at least to himself, the little spark of annoyance at Aziraphale essentially requesting to bail on him. He gets it, he does, but that doesn't actually make it sting any less, that he's choosing to retreat after — after all that.
Feels sort of typical, though, if he's being honest, and he knows that's an unkind thought. He could be generous and assume that Aziraphale is retreating because he's worried about prying more now that the floodgates have been opened, but he isn't all that generous, and suspects it has more to do with either him feeling awkward about what happened.
Or it's because he doesn't want to look at Crowley anymore, knowing what he does now.
He's not sure which option is worse.]
Whatever you want, angel.
[There's no keeping the annoyance out of his voice, either, or out of his movements as he pushes himself to his feet, snatching up his mug as an excuse for something to do.]
I'll scare something up for dinner. Can leave you a plate for whenever you're ready.
[He doesn't bother looking back as he leaves the room, eager to get as far away as possible for he snaps at him.
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Feels sort of typical, though, if he's being honest, and he knows that's an unkind thought. He could be generous and assume that Aziraphale is retreating because he's worried about prying more now that the floodgates have been opened, but he isn't all that generous, and suspects it has more to do with either him feeling awkward about what happened.
Or it's because he doesn't want to look at Crowley anymore, knowing what he does now.
He's not sure which option is worse.]
Whatever you want, angel.
[There's no keeping the annoyance out of his voice, either, or out of his movements as he pushes himself to his feet, snatching up his mug as an excuse for something to do.]
I'll scare something up for dinner. Can leave you a plate for whenever you're ready.
[He doesn't bother looking back as he leaves the room, eager to get as far away as possible for he snaps at him.
Have a nice doomsday.]