"I know. I know, Aziraphale. I get it. But that's all not your fault. You are the child. The adults are supposed to take care of you. And I've been checking some thing and I don't think they took good care of you at all." It was horrifying, quite frankly. He wished he could have intervened sooner. "I think Barty will take good care of you now. He got you the bear, right? A bear is a really cool friend. You can tell your bear anything and you won't have to feel alone with it. But you can tell Barty things too. Or me. No matter how embarrassed."
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