That was, in fact, something that Aziraphale had noticed about people who lived "across the pond," as it were. It wasn't uncommon for random strangers to strike up a conversation with you in the middle of a store, or while you were waiting for a bus, where back home, it was seen as somewhat unusual, even if his angelic presence tended to make people want to talk to him regardless. For once, though, he was the one striking up the conversation. He smiled at the robot, mentally feeling a small, smug bit of glee at just how sentient it - he? - seemed after all. This was certainly no 'glorified toaster!'
Aziraphale: 1, Crowley: 0
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Baymax. My name is Aziraphale." He went to take a sip of his tea before the name of the cat he was still petting occurred to him and he stopped, glancing down at the massive, furry creature and giving a tickled little laugh. "Oh. Oh, that is adorable. He is certainly shaped like a piece of mochi, isn't he?"
He blinked as Baymax rattled off a series of Petting-A-Cat facts, finally taking a drink of his tea as he listened, giving a small hum of delight at the taste of it. Oh, it may not have been proper English tea, but it wasn't bad, all things considered.
"You know, I believe I had heard that somewhere, though I'm not sure where. Perhaps on the same telly channel I saw that film about the gorillas." Not that Baymax would have any idea what he was talking about. He hummed thoughtfully, looking back down at the cat and giving it a scritch down its back, to its belly, and the particularly soft, squishy feel of its tummy under his fingers made him laugh despite himself and give a tiny, happy wiggle of his shoulders. "No wonder hum-er-people enjoy their company so much. I'll admit, if their lives weren't so short, and if they didn't have such a strong dislike of my-...er..." Friend? Partner? Colleague? None of those words quite seemed to fit right, anymore. "the person I'm traveling with, I might have been tempted to own one. Animals really don't agree with Crowley." Probably due to the whole demon thing. Or the snake thing. Either way, he could only imagine the arguments that would have ensued should he adopt a cat, all made in nothing but hissing noises from one furred dependent and one scaled demon who should know better then to argue with an animal, but would do so regardless.
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Date: 2020-04-04 10:25 am (UTC)Aziraphale: 1, Crowley: 0
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Baymax. My name is Aziraphale." He went to take a sip of his tea before the name of the cat he was still petting occurred to him and he stopped, glancing down at the massive, furry creature and giving a tickled little laugh. "Oh. Oh, that is adorable. He is certainly shaped like a piece of mochi, isn't he?"
He blinked as Baymax rattled off a series of Petting-A-Cat facts, finally taking a drink of his tea as he listened, giving a small hum of delight at the taste of it. Oh, it may not have been proper English tea, but it wasn't bad, all things considered.
"You know, I believe I had heard that somewhere, though I'm not sure where. Perhaps on the same telly channel I saw that film about the gorillas." Not that Baymax would have any idea what he was talking about. He hummed thoughtfully, looking back down at the cat and giving it a scritch down its back, to its belly, and the particularly soft, squishy feel of its tummy under his fingers made him laugh despite himself and give a tiny, happy wiggle of his shoulders. "No wonder hum-er-people enjoy their company so much. I'll admit, if their lives weren't so short, and if they didn't have such a strong dislike of my-...er..." Friend? Partner? Colleague? None of those words quite seemed to fit right, anymore. "the person I'm traveling with, I might have been tempted to own one. Animals really don't agree with Crowley." Probably due to the whole demon thing. Or the snake thing. Either way, he could only imagine the arguments that would have ensued should he adopt a cat, all made in nothing but hissing noises from one furred dependent and one scaled demon who should know better then to argue with an animal, but would do so regardless.