"I was pretty thorough," Crowley agrees, relishing the light shiver that prickles through him in the wake of Aziraphael's breath. "We could always modify that whole end bit; I'm sure we can come up with something a bit more - "

'Mutual' isn't really the word. After all, he'd certainly enjoyed it, too. Looking at Aziraphael's face, though, Crowley suspects the point is made regardless.



"Give and take," he finishes, because he just can't help himself. And then, in for a penny, in for a pound: "We might've had to anyway, since you practically broke my jaw, earlier."