"Remus," Aziraphale repeated, and recalled faintly the tired-looking man who fetched him when Crowley was- of course.
He studied Sirius curiously. "I won't. But I can't know what I'm not to tell him if I don't know what I'm supposed to be not-" The angel waved his hand, dismissing the bad airs. "-not telling this Remus."
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Date: 2006-09-24 12:05 am (UTC)He studied Sirius curiously. "I won't. But I can't know what I'm not to tell him if I don't know what I'm supposed to be not-" The angel waved his hand, dismissing the bad airs. "-not telling this Remus."