Aziraphael blinks at the ceiling a moment longer, then seems to focus on his surroundings and his face cracks back into that silly smile. He laughs quietly, pushing himself onto one elbow.
"Quite all right, my dear." He rolls onto his knees and holds out a hand.
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Date: 2009-01-02 10:05 am (UTC)"Quite all right, my dear." He rolls onto his knees and holds out a hand.