Anthony J Crowley: Vaguely Sauntering Downward (_crowley_) wrote in snapthread,
Reason wasn't a thing. Reason didn't exist. Crowley wasn't sure why Aziraphale would ever think so after the last... eleven years or so they'd just had (but most specifically the last week). He only offered a fantastic side eye over the matter -- even if no one really knew he was giving a side eye given the nature of his sunglasses.
Well. Aziraphale probably knew. Why even have a very best friend if they couldn't identify sarcastic looks that were given in their direction?
Not that that mattered currently. "It's the damnedest thing," he said, which about answered that. Well. Maybe that wasn't the damnedest thing. That was still probably just Crowley. "No, no," he went on, waving the idea of his or the Good side getting their acts together so quickly -- or being ballsy enough to involve either of them. "I don't think --- you know how someone would have come to brag by now. Do me a favor -- try to go just over there, would you?"
Over there, it turned out, was just the end of whatever the cobblestoned courtyard was.