[ Crowley laughs. He's found he's been doing a lot of that lately. ]
Children! Satan forbid!
[ Crowley likes kids. Broadly speaking, at least - he isn't about to go out and adopt a whole orphanage or anything. But they're little engines of chaos equipped with sticky fingers and zero brain-to mouth filters. He can relate.
He pecks a kiss to Aziraphale's forehead. ]
Good thing I stopped at the shop - you sound like you could use a good pampering.
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Children! Satan forbid!
[ Crowley likes kids. Broadly speaking, at least - he isn't about to go out and adopt a whole orphanage or anything. But they're little engines of chaos equipped with sticky fingers and zero brain-to mouth filters. He can relate.
He pecks a kiss to Aziraphale's forehead. ]
Good thing I stopped at the shop - you sound like you could use a good pampering.