[It doesn't show, no, but Aziraphale can feel that love. It pangs directly between his ribs, is strong enough to make him flinch β but he says nothing of it. Merely tucks the fact away for later.
Yes, he thinks Michael and Crowley will get on very well.
Crowley, who is definitely here. Who has to be here. Aziraphale can't even consider, can't fathom, can't imagine a world where they'd be apart β truly separated, for the first time in six thousand years.
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Yes, he thinks Michael and Crowley will get on very well.
Crowley, who is definitely here. Who has to be here. Aziraphale can't even consider, can't fathom, can't imagine a world where they'd be apart β truly separated, for the first time in six thousand years.
He forces a smile.]
Oh, I'm sure. I can feel him.
[He... thinks.]