He's been a passenger on more than his fair share of similar craft, over the years. He encourages all of his shepherds to walk the world a while, and tend to their flock - and the nature of the destination, after all, often determines the nature of the journey.
And although he does not, under usual circumstances, permit himself the sort of vocabulary necessary to describe certain of the ships he's travelled on - and although he should certainly never begrudge anyone for living simply, and within whatever means they might - Aziraphael can't quite repress the sudden string of less than charitable thoughts that cross his mind when he looks around at Crowley, and Crowley, pale and too still, doesn't look around at him.
When he reaches out this time, he brushes the barest of fingertips against Crowley's elbow, because it's all he can do not to -
Well. It's all he can do.
"Then I daresay - " he clears his throat. "I daresay some well-deserved rest is in order?"
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"...Oh," he says quietly.
He's been a passenger on more than his fair share of similar craft, over the years. He encourages all of his shepherds to walk the world a while, and tend to their flock - and the nature of the destination, after all, often determines the nature of the journey.
And although he does not, under usual circumstances, permit himself the sort of vocabulary necessary to describe certain of the ships he's travelled on - and although he should certainly never begrudge anyone for living simply, and within whatever means they might - Aziraphael can't quite repress the sudden string of less than charitable thoughts that cross his mind when he looks around at Crowley, and Crowley, pale and too still, doesn't look around at him.
When he reaches out this time, he brushes the barest of fingertips against Crowley's elbow, because it's all he can do not to -
Well. It's all he can do.
"Then I daresay - " he clears his throat. "I daresay some well-deserved rest is in order?"