[ Aziraphale's powers seem to still work on him, at least, because suddenly Sam's breathing easier and the pain in his throat fades.
He reaches out, vaguely intending to put a hand on his friend's shoulder, but he ends up cupping the back of his head briefly - like he used to do with Riley, when they'd check on each other after a mission. ]
I'm all right, Aziraphale, you're fine. You got nothing to apologize for.
[ His voice is a little rough, but he's pretty sure that's psychosomatic more than anything else. ]
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He reaches out, vaguely intending to put a hand on his friend's shoulder, but he ends up cupping the back of his head briefly - like he used to do with Riley, when they'd check on each other after a mission. ]
I'm all right, Aziraphale, you're fine. You got nothing to apologize for.
[ His voice is a little rough, but he's pretty sure that's psychosomatic more than anything else. ]