[ The hand on his own brings him down out of his panic and he at least stops ranting. His thoughts, however, are racing. He has no idea what that thing had been but it didn't look particularly friendly and, given the nature of things here, it could have very well killed both of them. Crowley stares at Aziraphale for a moment, realizing they may have just had another brush with actual, permanent death, escaping only by the skin of their teeth, and he feels a rush of guilt for going in without so much as a second thought. ]
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[ The hand on his own brings him down out of his panic and he at least stops ranting. His thoughts, however, are racing. He has no idea what that thing had been but it didn't look particularly friendly and, given the nature of things here, it could have very well killed both of them. Crowley stares at Aziraphale for a moment, realizing they may have just had another brush with actual, permanent death, escaping only by the skin of their teeth, and he feels a rush of guilt for going in without so much as a second thought. ]
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