He didn't mean just going back to the bookshop, though the thought was mighty tempting. No, he wanted to get them as far away from everything as he could. He had to protect Aziraphale this time. He had to be safe. He couldn't let him become yet another casualty to this pointless war.
He gripped both of the angel's arms, a manic look in his wide eyes. He had to get through to him. He had to be understood. This was no time to just go back to the shop like nothing was about to happen.
"Asssziraphale, we need to leave. The war isss about to happen and there's nothing we can do to ssstop it. They're going to kill you. I can't let that happen again. I can't let that bassstard Michael..." He couldn't bring himself to finish that last sentence. But if Aziraphale didn't understand with what he did say, he wasn't sure what more he could say to convince him.
Antia had the decency to stop her own tirade as Crowley spoke, not needing her for once to voice his own anxieties. Except he was harping on the wrong thing as far as she was concerned. She kept her eyes trained on Aziraphale, glaring daggers at him and just waiting for the other shoe to drop.
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Date: 2020-04-06 07:38 am (UTC)He gripped both of the angel's arms, a manic look in his wide eyes. He had to get through to him. He had to be understood. This was no time to just go back to the shop like nothing was about to happen.
"Asssziraphale, we need to leave. The war isss about to happen and there's nothing we can do to ssstop it. They're going to kill you. I can't let that happen again. I can't let that bassstard Michael..." He couldn't bring himself to finish that last sentence. But if Aziraphale didn't understand with what he did say, he wasn't sure what more he could say to convince him.
Antia had the decency to stop her own tirade as Crowley spoke, not needing her for once to voice his own anxieties. Except he was harping on the wrong thing as far as she was concerned. She kept her eyes trained on Aziraphale, glaring daggers at him and just waiting for the other shoe to drop.