Aziraphale nodded, handkerchief still at his eyes, and allowed himself to be led in and sat down, miracling the door shut rather than bothering to close it himself.
He gestured vaguely to the long-cold cup of tea in the corner.
"How long?" he asked, finally, studying his hands.
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Date: 2006-10-10 07:33 am (UTC)He gestured vaguely to the long-cold cup of tea in the corner.
"How long?" he asked, finally, studying his hands.