[Crowley's honest statement is oddly comforting, even if it's merely admitting that he's as lost as Aziraphale is. He smiles softly and takes another sip of wine.]
Well, that makes two of us, then. I... I know we had a lot to drink last night, and I don't entirely remember the circumstances around signing your undergarments, but...
[He tries his best to keep his eyes focused on Crowley's sunglasses, as little as they tell him.]
It's the sentiment behind it. I-if I were to have you sign mine. That we... you know. Belonged to one another. Especially after everything we've been through together.
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Date: 2020-03-09 08:24 pm (UTC)Well, that makes two of us, then. I... I know we had a lot to drink last night, and I don't entirely remember the circumstances around signing your undergarments, but...
[He tries his best to keep his eyes focused on Crowley's sunglasses, as little as they tell him.]
It's the sentiment behind it. I-if I were to have you sign mine. That we... you know. Belonged to one another. Especially after everything we've been through together.