It takes a moment for Aziraphael's eyes to lift to Crowley's; they had drifted closed for a moment, but once opened, something behind Crowley has dragged his gaze away. He doesn't pull back, but he's staring, wide-eyed, at something just over the demon's shoulder.
He seems to be grasping for words, but nothing comes out; his hand tightens on Crowley's instead.
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Date: 2008-12-03 04:48 am (UTC)He seems to be grasping for words, but nothing comes out; his hand tightens on Crowley's instead.