"Aziraphale, I appreciate that, I really do, but I can't risk you touching it." Because you see, it may still have demonic poison and Gabriel was weakened by cleaning it out of my wound and he was an Archangel and... Oh, Aziraphale... If anything happened to his dear mentee he'd never forgive himself.
"Oh look! There it is!" he said, grateful for the change in subject as the ice cream shop came into view. He started fishing around his pockets for some money.
He was going to get a double-scoop. With sprinkles. But he'd hold off on the whip cream and cherry topping... mustn't indulge in Gluttony after all.
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Date: Wednesday, 7 July 2010 04:57 (UTC)"Oh look! There it is!" he said, grateful for the change in subject as the ice cream shop came into view. He started fishing around his pockets for some money.
He was going to get a double-scoop. With sprinkles. But he'd hold off on the whip cream and cherry topping... mustn't indulge in Gluttony after all.