Being yelled at slowly snapped Anthony out of his brief stupor and he raised his own voice to muster a defense again the accusation that he might have been holding out.
"It only happened last night, didn't it?! It wouldn't be annoying at all, 4 am phone call you had to roll out of bed to pick up just to listen to my sleepy voice chattering in your ear about young boy's and nightmarish lullabies."
He wasn't making much sense, he had the vague sense of that but instead of trying to sort it out he found himself gaping at Anakin like some how he wasn't meant to be here. That was the feeling, had been anyway... since that second memory, that it had always been just the two of them against everything else. It felt odd to have a third voice chime in.
"I..." Had a feeling like that, "Invited Aziraphale out for lunch once, in the memory, and I knew he would like crepes."
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"It only happened last night, didn't it?! It wouldn't be annoying at all, 4 am phone call you had to roll out of bed to pick up just to listen to my sleepy voice chattering in your ear about young boy's and nightmarish lullabies."
He wasn't making much sense, he had the vague sense of that but instead of trying to sort it out he found himself gaping at Anakin like some how he wasn't meant to be here. That was the feeling, had been anyway... since that second memory, that it had always been just the two of them against everything else. It felt odd to have a third voice chime in.
"I..." Had a feeling like that, "Invited Aziraphale out for lunch once, in the memory, and I knew he would like crepes."
Should more than that be said? Eh, what the Hell.
"I think we were friends."