The madman sways a little, watching as the rat flees with a bemused, perplexed look. It fades as a deeper shadow falls over him, blocking the sky.
He looks up so slowly. His gaze stops somewhere around Aziraphale's chin before it plummets back down, his face crumpling. "No," he whispers, agonized. "No. No, please, not you, not--"
He shakes all over, curls into himself until his head is touching his bare feet, hands covering the back of his neck. "Don't look," he begs. "Don't. Don't look at me."
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Date: 2020-04-07 12:16 am (UTC)He looks up so slowly. His gaze stops somewhere around Aziraphale's chin before it plummets back down, his face crumpling. "No," he whispers, agonized. "No. No, please, not you, not--"
He shakes all over, curls into himself until his head is touching his bare feet, hands covering the back of his neck. "Don't look," he begs. "Don't. Don't look at me."