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there's not much more than can be done.
Without stealing a body from a human, or trying to shove his angel into a corpse, Aziraphale is left formless, tucked but against his side, but lost to nearly all his senses.
There's a prickle to his skin, the sense that he's wandered to close to a holy artifact, but he can't touch the angel, can't caress him, hold him, comfort him.
He can't see him, or taste him, or smell him.
he's only grateful that Aziraphale has been in a similar state when he was whole, and has already figured out how to talk to him. he tries his best to play it cool, but as best as Crowley can tell, Aziraphale can't see or touch him either, nor anything else in this realm.
he has refused Mme Tracy's help this time around. the world was ending last time; she had just as much to lose as he did, which is why he accepted the risk.
It was only he know in danger of disappearing, and he didn't know if putting his damaged essence inside her frail human form could damage her.
He didn't know if once inside - he would care.
They'd fought over it, before Aziraphale finally broke down and admitted - what if he refused to leave? what if they couldn't get a body, and he stole her's? He refused to put her in danger; when Crowley tried to argue that he wouldn't do that, Aziraphale had cried.
he just didn't know if that was true anymore
Without stealing a body from a human, or trying to shove his angel into a corpse, Aziraphale is left formless, tucked but against his side, but lost to nearly all his senses.
There's a prickle to his skin, the sense that he's wandered to close to a holy artifact, but he can't touch the angel, can't caress him, hold him, comfort him.
He can't see him, or taste him, or smell him.
he's only grateful that Aziraphale has been in a similar state when he was whole, and has already figured out how to talk to him. he tries his best to play it cool, but as best as Crowley can tell, Aziraphale can't see or touch him either, nor anything else in this realm.
he has refused Mme Tracy's help this time around. the world was ending last time; she had just as much to lose as he did, which is why he accepted the risk.
It was only he know in danger of disappearing, and he didn't know if putting his damaged essence inside her frail human form could damage her.
He didn't know if once inside - he would care.
They'd fought over it, before Aziraphale finally broke down and admitted - what if he refused to leave? what if they couldn't get a body, and he stole her's? He refused to put her in danger; when Crowley tried to argue that he wouldn't do that, Aziraphale had cried.
he just didn't know if that was true anymore
