[Stupid, Aziraphale. That was stupid, he thinks to himself as he pulls Crowley ever closer. How could he hurt his demon so?]
I'm so sorry, Crowley. I didn't think... [That is entirely the point, isn't it? He isn't thinking. He isn't considering how Crowley might feel. What kind of an angel is he to do this to this beautiful being in his arms?]
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I'm so sorry, Crowley. I didn't think... [That is entirely the point, isn't it? He isn't thinking. He isn't considering how Crowley might feel. What kind of an angel is he to do this to this beautiful being in his arms?]