( due to crowley's quick reflexes and sturdy wings, nary an electric candle managed to collide with aziraphale. they roll off his feathers effortlessly to scatter across the floor. aziraphale only really gets a good look at one when it rolls against the edge of his shoe. )
Oh.
( quietly. these look like the ones he uses in the shop.
hm.
he pulls his hand away from crowley's to press his fingers against his chin in thought. )
no subject
Oh.
( quietly. these look like the ones he uses in the shop.
hm.
he pulls his hand away from crowley's to press his fingers against his chin in thought. )
I suppose that might have been me.
( a pause. )
Well, that is new.