Crowley is not in Hell. Hastur's gone. Claudius and Galahad are both physically okay -- but there's still one individual left to ask after.
"Aziraphale?" He asks, pushing himself off the ground and brushing himself off. He's almost certain the angel can take care of himself, as much as he enjoys being rescued -- but with the way Hastur was speaking, there's still doubt in the back of his mind. A growing feeling of panic.
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Date: 2023-12-18 03:35 pm (UTC)"Aziraphale?" He asks, pushing himself off the ground and brushing himself off. He's almost certain the angel can take care of himself, as much as he enjoys being rescued -- but with the way Hastur was speaking, there's still doubt in the back of his mind. A growing feeling of panic.