He stops abruptly, listening; apparently satisfied, he continues. "Aziraphael can pick up things from him. Strong things. Specialized things," he adds, inexplicably with something close to a leer.
"The news got it right about the Reavers. They don't know, they don't know that Crowley was shot first, just before they were boarded. Somebody knew. They're still asking the wrong questions."
In his agitation he rocks away from the wall and back again. His fingers set up a consistent drumbeat against it.
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He stops abruptly, listening; apparently satisfied, he continues. "Aziraphael can pick up things from him. Strong things. Specialized things," he adds, inexplicably with something close to a leer.
"The news got it right about the Reavers. They don't know, they don't know that Crowley was shot first, just before they were boarded. Somebody knew. They're still asking the wrong questions."
In his agitation he rocks away from the wall and back again. His fingers set up a consistent drumbeat against it.