"Maybe," Crowley says. "But we will be stronger together. It's better than being alone."
Maybe they won't know what to do with them. Maybe Aziraphale and Crowley can work together to keep them down. He doesn't know. All he knows is that he can't stand the idea of sending the angel into Hell alone. Not after watching him fight, not after holding him here in this flat. If they had avoided the War entirely, he might have been able to handle some secret mission off to Heaven alone, but not now.
He sits up, reaching out to take the angel's hands.
"We've beaten them once. We had nothing then, and we beat them, remember? This time, we've got tricks they don't know about."
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Maybe they won't know what to do with them. Maybe Aziraphale and Crowley can work together to keep them down. He doesn't know. All he knows is that he can't stand the idea of sending the angel into Hell alone. Not after watching him fight, not after holding him here in this flat. If they had avoided the War entirely, he might have been able to handle some secret mission off to Heaven alone, but not now.
He sits up, reaching out to take the angel's hands.
"We've beaten them once. We had nothing then, and we beat them, remember? This time, we've got tricks they don't know about."