The smile that unfurls across Aziraphael's face isn't perhaps so broad as to be called a grin. But with Crowley so close - with his head right there in Aziraphael's lap; with his hand under one of Aziraphael's and his heartbeat under the other - there really isn't any need.
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Date: 2009-08-16 03:34 pm (UTC)"Is that so," he replies.