[Ah, is there anything quite so good as being pressed close like this? Not at this precise moment in time, surely, this is It. Aziraphale kisses his temple, or close enough, and wraps his arms more firmly around him. Luckily, angels don't have any tedious problems like limbs falling asleep.]
My dear, you've already tempted me. [There are degrees, technically, he supposes. That isn't the point.] I know I've been... difficult, but I assure you, I am now thoroughly convinced.
[See? All it took was the end times to make him emotionally raw enough to actually, like, get with the times.]
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My dear, you've already tempted me. [There are degrees, technically, he supposes. That isn't the point.] I know I've been... difficult, but I assure you, I am now thoroughly convinced.
[See? All it took was the end times to make him emotionally raw enough to actually, like, get with the times.]