[That's new. Aziraphale choosing to be close. Crowley hasn't forgotten that he held his hand not that long ago, but that was him reaching out, likely just being tolerated, it wasn't a choice he made.
Crowley desperately wants to lean into him, or take his hand again, but he tells himself it's better to let Aziraphale decide those sorts of things, and anyway, what comes next is far too distracting.]
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Crowley desperately wants to lean into him, or take his hand again, but he tells himself it's better to let Aziraphale decide those sorts of things, and anyway, what comes next is far too distracting.]
It didn't? How the Heaven did we pull that off?
[The question of the century.]