[Crowley takes a few steps closer, crouching to the thing as it threatens to ruin the angel's trousers. He puts on a rather soft voice to address the dragon.]
What's wrong little one, are you scared? Hungry? Take after your father, do you?
[He glares at Aziraphale with that last line. A glare one can feel right through his shades.]
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[Crowley takes a few steps closer, crouching to the thing as it threatens to ruin the angel's trousers. He puts on a rather soft voice to address the dragon.]
What's wrong little one, are you scared? Hungry? Take after your father, do you?
[He glares at Aziraphale with that last line. A glare one can feel right through his shades.]