There haven't been many that have asked. Whether they believe what they've read in the feeds or not, he's Uncle Ezra. He is what he is, even if their idea of it is a little nebulous, and they tend to accept what he tells them.
There haven't been many that have asked.
Aziraphael's throat bobs a little, beneath the stiff cloth of his shepherd's collar.
"What I know doesn't amount to much, I'm afraid," he says quietly. "I imagine you've seen what there is to see on the news?"
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There haven't been many that have asked. Whether they believe what they've read in the feeds or not, he's Uncle Ezra. He is what he is, even if their idea of it is a little nebulous, and they tend to accept what he tells them.
There haven't been many that have asked.
Aziraphael's throat bobs a little, beneath the stiff cloth of his shepherd's collar.
"What I know doesn't amount to much, I'm afraid," he says quietly. "I imagine you've seen what there is to see on the news?"