[Crowley is struck by a brief sense of empathy for all the times he's paced circles around Aziraphale, wondering if it was as distracting and worrying as he's finding the pacing now. The only mercy is that if he closes his eyes, it's suddenly no longer a problem.
For a second, all he can do is breathe, before finally working up to asking what he needs to ask.]
What happened, at the bookshop?
[There may be other, more important questions, such as how the whole apocalypse thing went. But this is the most important one to Crowley.]
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For a second, all he can do is breathe, before finally working up to asking what he needs to ask.]
What happened, at the bookshop?
[There may be other, more important questions, such as how the whole apocalypse thing went. But this is the most important one to Crowley.]