Mm. Taught by the best. Tempted people without even trying, everywhere he went.

[It sounds fond instead of irritated. Crowley adds his other hand to the pile for a moment, so Aziraphale's is sandwiched between his, then withdraws both and returns to slow, careful scrubbing, this time on the arms.]

Wish I'd seen it. Wish I'd seen more of you during that gap, period. It was a long time between Rome and Camelot. I missed you. But somehow whenever I wondered what you were up to, raising a future knight and his pet fox never made the list of possibilities. Should've known you'd surprise me.