He shakes his head, still smiling. "I shouldn't think so; they're blooming even more ecstatically than the trees. The colours are quite astonishing."
He can sense a little of Crowley's front cracking, can hear it in his voice and in the brief faltering of his footsteps. Concern flutters quietly in his chest, never far absent -- but that isn't the same thing as worry, not yet. This place is a good one, a healing sort of place for more than just physical ailments, and he knows many of its effects very well. One might say that it works wonders -- even on those who never get sick.
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Date: 2009-08-09 04:02 pm (UTC)He can sense a little of Crowley's front cracking, can hear it in his voice and in the brief faltering of his footsteps. Concern flutters quietly in his chest, never far absent -- but that isn't the same thing as worry, not yet. This place is a good one, a healing sort of place for more than just physical ailments, and he knows many of its effects very well. One might say that it works wonders -- even on those who never get sick.
Aziraphael has faith.