"I shall." He gave her a kiss on the forehead, trying for a smile. She still looked frighteningly vulnerable to him, and that worried Aziraphale. He touched her hand briefly. "Will you be all right?"
It was almost, oddly, the farewell of lovers, he reflected, umbrella giving them an intimate closeness, with the natural fall of rain shielding them and making their actions and conversation wholly private.
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Date: 2006-12-06 02:45 am (UTC)It was almost, oddly, the farewell of lovers, he reflected, umbrella giving them an intimate closeness, with the natural fall of rain shielding them and making their actions and conversation wholly private.