[ Something is clearly happening, and Crowley has absolutely no idea how to handle it.
No idea at all!
Aziraphale's eyes glint in the darkness like something out of a horror film, and he's clearly in distress. Is he about to just burst into a furry mess of werewolf and eat him? Werewolves sometimes writhe about and scream as they change, don't they? Should have gone for the chained up in the basement routine, clearly. Crowley is about to discorporate, and who knows when he'll find a body again in this place. ]
I'm here.
[ It sounds weak, nervous, because he doesn't know what he's meant to do. He doesn't know what Aziraphale wants him to do. Slowly, Crowley paces closer -- hands out in front of himself like he's sneaking up on a wild animal. Maybe he is. ]
It's alright, angel.
[ Is it? No idea, but it sounds a good thing to say doesn't it? Gentle, reassuring, soothing. The sort of thing you might say to a frightened dog you don't want to turn on you. ]
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No idea at all!
Aziraphale's eyes glint in the darkness like something out of a horror film, and he's clearly in distress. Is he about to just burst into a furry mess of werewolf and eat him? Werewolves sometimes writhe about and scream as they change, don't they? Should have gone for the chained up in the basement routine, clearly. Crowley is about to discorporate, and who knows when he'll find a body again in this place. ]
I'm here.
[ It sounds weak, nervous, because he doesn't know what he's meant to do. He doesn't know what Aziraphale wants him to do. Slowly, Crowley paces closer -- hands out in front of himself like he's sneaking up on a wild animal. Maybe he is. ]
It's alright, angel.
[ Is it? No idea, but it sounds a good thing to say doesn't it? Gentle, reassuring, soothing. The sort of thing you might say to a frightened dog you don't want to turn on you. ]