He passes no remark and instead tries very hard to look directly at the wall as Aziraphale sorts out what is, and is not his hand.
Once that's sorted, Crowley guides Aziraphale out of the antechamber into the baths proper.
It is rather impressive; large and steaming, more a pool than a tub and with soft scents coming from tealights floating amidst delicate flower petals. Oils had been laid out, along with stacks of towels and Crowley would be very impressed if he actually trusted any of it.
Also maybe a bit embarrassed, but this was far from the first or most awkward time he and Aziraphale had been mistaken for a couple.
"Okay, I'll get in first. If I start shrinking, just follow the scream that increases in pitch, alright?"
And so Crowley shed his robe and, with great trepidation, stepped into the bath. And sits rather awkwardly for a good ten minutes.
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He passes no remark and instead tries very hard to look directly at the wall as Aziraphale sorts out what is, and is not his hand.
Once that's sorted, Crowley guides Aziraphale out of the antechamber into the baths proper.
It is rather impressive; large and steaming, more a pool than a tub and with soft scents coming from tealights floating amidst delicate flower petals. Oils had been laid out, along with stacks of towels and Crowley would be very impressed if he actually trusted any of it.
Also maybe a bit embarrassed, but this was far from the first or most awkward time he and Aziraphale had been mistaken for a couple.
"Okay, I'll get in first. If I start shrinking, just follow the scream that increases in pitch, alright?"
And so Crowley shed his robe and, with great trepidation, stepped into the bath. And sits rather awkwardly for a good ten minutes.
Nothing seems to be happening.
"I think it's safe, angel."