"Alone?" Aziraphale twists his fingers together, his expression shy. He's not afraid of walking through the Wilds as his grace should be enough to protect him, but he also doesn't want to impose on Moloch, who is busy doing Someone knows what on his own. "Well, if you think that's best..."
He straightens his shoulders and smiles, bidding the shopkeeper a good day. "Yes, let's. I believe we passed by one on our way here."
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Date: 2021-04-05 03:45 pm (UTC)He straightens his shoulders and smiles, bidding the shopkeeper a good day. "Yes, let's. I believe we passed by one on our way here."