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*it was worth noting that he managed some of this without a second thought some days. today just .. wasn't one of those days.
Equally worth noting was that, unlike Aurum, Crowley wasn't as ... accustomed ... to affection. Or even having friends** -- he'd only recently admitted to liking him at all. But mostly affection. Maybe Crowley can't be blamed for his instinctive flinch away when Aurum first bumps his head against his shoulder. The serval's face twitches and he freezes, unsure of how to respond.
**besides aziraphale, and that was .. complicated.
A moment of silence.
"I, uh, yeah," Successfully rebooted. Kind of. Crowley regards the lion with a strange sort of smile. "No problem. They shouldn't be that hard for me to replace -- I at least know exactly what I'm looking for," The smile morphs into a more teasing sort of grin. He can't help it -- even if a touch hypocritical. Crowley's impulsive even on the best of the days, the only difference is that Crowley already knows how to garden. "Feel ... free to ask for help, I guess. If you need it. Can't be too different from other plants," His beginning words strain like he's physically struggling with getting them out. And, if we're being entirely honest, he probably is. It's the most intentionally kind he's been in .. a while, particularly if you took Aziraphale out of the equation. It feels strangely natural, just past the layers of ... well, being a demon. Which Crowley doesn't particularly appreciate, to be entirely honest.
[glow=#000,1,400]all you've ever done is been a noose to hang on to — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
[div style="width: 480px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 13px;"]Oh wow, Crowley has approximately no context for any of this. What did "big awful plant" even mean? Crowley decides it's not worth worrying about. He's not sure he'd want to know the answer anyways. "Eh, it's ... it's not like it matters if it's as good. Still serves its purpose," Crowley tells him with a shrug, feeling restless. He'll probably have to go ... knock some books off some bookshelves or something to make himself feel better about all of this. Being reassuring. Offering help*.*it was worth noting that he managed some of this without a second thought some days. today just .. wasn't one of those days.
Equally worth noting was that, unlike Aurum, Crowley wasn't as ... accustomed ... to affection. Or even having friends** -- he'd only recently admitted to liking him at all. But mostly affection. Maybe Crowley can't be blamed for his instinctive flinch away when Aurum first bumps his head against his shoulder. The serval's face twitches and he freezes, unsure of how to respond.
**besides aziraphale, and that was .. complicated.
A moment of silence.
"I, uh, yeah," Successfully rebooted. Kind of. Crowley regards the lion with a strange sort of smile. "No problem. They shouldn't be that hard for me to replace -- I at least know exactly what I'm looking for," The smile morphs into a more teasing sort of grin. He can't help it -- even if a touch hypocritical. Crowley's impulsive even on the best of the days, the only difference is that Crowley already knows how to garden. "Feel ... free to ask for help, I guess. If you need it. Can't be too different from other plants," His beginning words strain like he's physically struggling with getting them out. And, if we're being entirely honest, he probably is. It's the most intentionally kind he's been in .. a while, particularly if you took Aziraphale out of the equation. It feels strangely natural, just past the layers of ... well, being a demon. Which Crowley doesn't particularly appreciate, to be entirely honest.
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