[ Oh, Crowley. Aziraphale's eyes widen when Crowley asks over him, as if he had any doubts that Crowley thought of him while he was in Hell. But of course he did; Aziraphale would think of Crowley -- his strongest connection to this Earth that he loves. But it's sweet to hear, after all these years, a confirmation. ]
Perfectly safe.
[ Though he's performed several miracles and got into some tight spots, but reports were sent and nothing else of extreme note had happened. Things were, on the whole, at least much better than they had been in the fifteenth century. Crowley would surely agree. ]
Thanks to you. Are you very sure you're not hurt somehow?
[ Healing generally doesn't fall under the category of frivolous, and Aziraphale had also found several anatomy books over the years and feels like he might have a good grasp of medicine, at least up until the 1700s. Now is probably not the time to put theory to practice, but at the very least, things wouldn't go to total shit.
He surveys Crowley, having categorized all his little gestures and gait long ago, finding all the minute differences. ]
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Perfectly safe.
[ Though he's performed several miracles and got into some tight spots, but reports were sent and nothing else of extreme note had happened. Things were, on the whole, at least much better than they had been in the fifteenth century. Crowley would surely agree. ]
Thanks to you. Are you very sure you're not hurt somehow?
[ Healing generally doesn't fall under the category of frivolous, and Aziraphale had also found several anatomy books over the years and feels like he might have a good grasp of medicine, at least up until the 1700s. Now is probably not the time to put theory to practice, but at the very least, things wouldn't go to total shit.
He surveys Crowley, having categorized all his little gestures and gait long ago, finding all the minute differences. ]