He supposes Aziraphale did take a sip of it, but what else would it be? What else could have rendered him cursed in this way?
For that matter, why? It's such an obscure curse!
He mutters something under his breath, which blessedly comes out incomprehensible but which (from the tone) is likely unpleasant.
Reaching for the notebook and pen, since Aziraphale is busily holding the drink now, Crowley writes down Well what else could it be?
If it isn't the drink, then what? Obscurely, it's only impacting him. What has he done that Aziraphale hasn't? They go everywhere together! They're so rarely apart!
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Well.
He supposes Aziraphale did take a sip of it, but what else would it be? What else could have rendered him cursed in this way?
For that matter, why? It's such an obscure curse!
He mutters something under his breath, which blessedly comes out incomprehensible but which (from the tone) is likely unpleasant.
Reaching for the notebook and pen, since Aziraphale is busily holding the drink now, Crowley writes down Well what else could it be?
If it isn't the drink, then what? Obscurely, it's only impacting him. What has he done that Aziraphale hasn't? They go everywhere together! They're so rarely apart!