There's little there to see, even for one who knows -- knew? -- knows him as well as does Raguel. And it's only those so very, very familiar with Aziraphael's face who might discern the faintest of raw, fragile edges to his closed expression; only those so very, very familiar with his voice who might hear something more than silence in the time (just a fraction of a second too long) it takes the angel to react to being spoken to.
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Date: 2008-09-05 10:52 pm (UTC)"Do I know what, Raguel?"
He's not in the mood for obtuseness. Not now.