Planning what was supposed to be another scathing rejoinder, Crowley opened his mouth to speak, but deflated slightly. Aziraphale wasn't supposed to agree, damn it. How were they supposed to fight if he bloody well agreed?
"Fine," he snapped. "Fine. Go back to town."
The demon wasn't sure if he felt disappointed or relieved. He wanted to say, 'I might see you in a couple hundred years,' but that sounded hopeful and he wasn't at all sure that it was true. He wanted to say, 'Yeah, go back to London, find a new place to live, and start your life over again, alone,' but that sounded bitter. He really wanted to say, 'You fucking, selfish coward. Run away from your problems. Enjoy your mundane life. You deserve it. While you're off seeking personal fulfillment, we'll all be here saving the bloody world again,' but he couldn't.
How do you tell the person that you know better than yourself goodbye?
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Date: 2006-11-22 07:24 pm (UTC)"Fine," he snapped. "Fine. Go back to town."
The demon wasn't sure if he felt disappointed or relieved. He wanted to say, 'I might see you in a couple hundred years,' but that sounded hopeful and he wasn't at all sure that it was true. He wanted to say, 'Yeah, go back to London, find a new place to live, and start your life over again, alone,' but that sounded bitter. He really wanted to say, 'You fucking, selfish coward. Run away from your problems. Enjoy your mundane life. You deserve it. While you're off seeking personal fulfillment, we'll all be here saving the bloody world again,' but he couldn't.
How do you tell the person that you know better than yourself goodbye?
Crowley turned away and said, "Ciao, then."