Well, suddenly the already sudden plans are a lot more real and sounding a lot more sudden, and an intrinsic part of the angel feels the urge to gently hit the breaks, maybe slow down, not necessarily stop, but perhaps roll into the next exit on the side of the road and give things a moment's thought.
But, then, another part reminds him of how every reason he's done that in the past is now void. How his fears and anxieties are more akin to echos of past situations, rather than something he should be concerning himself with right now. And while the echoes are still a thing that is, a thing that exists and should probably be dealt with at some point, they're really not as bad as the actual thing and originated them.
Which is all to say: yes, it is okay. He's still finding his footing in this strange new place. But it is okay.
"Oh." Said with a smile and a vaguely surprised tone. "I-- I do suppose." That they can leave after dinner, he means. He does quite like London, at any point of the day. But, scenery, yes. Lots of it. All over the place. He's sure.
Expecting a distraction for the angel to show up in a restaurant is just easy mode
But, then, another part reminds him of how every reason he's done that in the past is now void. How his fears and anxieties are more akin to echos of past situations, rather than something he should be concerning himself with right now. And while the echoes are still a thing that is, a thing that exists and should probably be dealt with at some point, they're really not as bad as the actual thing and originated them.
Which is all to say: yes, it is okay. He's still finding his footing in this strange new place. But it is okay.
"Oh." Said with a smile and a vaguely surprised tone. "I-- I do suppose." That they can leave after dinner, he means. He does quite like London, at any point of the day. But, scenery, yes. Lots of it. All over the place. He's sure.