"I think it's okay that you paint your nails but Michael said it's an affront to God. I think it's pretty... but I--I don't--" He didn't want to upset God, he even looked up as if he had said something wrong and God was coming to smite him. When nothing happened, he swallowed hard and looked at Barty's hand curiously.
"What do you study?" He knew Barty was a smart boy who studied, it was really cool of him. "Charles said you were smart."
"I think God would have better things to worry about than nail colours, don't you think? It's just something different. Something fun." He turned his hands a little, so Aziraphale could keep looking at them if he wanted to.
"I study law. Well. I've finished studying law, really. Now I'm working at an office and I am studying for the big exam that will make it so I can practise as a lawyer. Because I'm here for you right now, I'm mostly working remotely."
And studying. And he was so very ready to sleep in an actual bed again.
"I can help, if you want me too. I'm good at writing, my teacher said so. And I clean really well." Aziraphale promised Barty as he kept touching Barty's hand. Not just his nails now but looking at his fingers, his palm, the lines that run along it. He didn't know Barty but he liked Barty so far. He didn't seem like a sinner, not really.
"We have to take care of each other now, brother. It's just us, isn't it?"
Outcasts from God but they could make it work. If they stuck together. He stroked the inside of Barty's palm, eyes on it.
"Yeah. It's just us. But you can believe that I'll always try to be the best I can be for you. And I'll believe the same of you. That's a pretty strong belief. We have each other, so we are lucky." In some ways, at least. Honestly, he just really wanted Aziraphale to believe that. He didn't want the boy to lose that spark of hope inside him. The brightness.
"For now, you've got to make sure you get better fast, so you can come home with me." Would make life a lot easier. "Should I read to you? Which book do you want?"
"I'm up to here in Peter Pan." Holding the book out to Barty, he slid close to him and watched him curiously for a few moments before he snuggled up close to him and pulled his bear along too. They were be fine, right? Soon they would go home and he could eat brownies and make a nice room and one day, when he was a good boy, he could see his family again.
For now, why not enjoy what he had? Why not have fun with Barty?
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"What do you study?" He knew Barty was a smart boy who studied, it was really cool of him. "Charles said you were smart."
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"I study law. Well. I've finished studying law, really. Now I'm working at an office and I am studying for the big exam that will make it so I can practise as a lawyer. Because I'm here for you right now, I'm mostly working remotely."
And studying. And he was so very ready to sleep in an actual bed again.
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"We have to take care of each other now, brother. It's just us, isn't it?"
Outcasts from God but they could make it work. If they stuck together. He stroked the inside of Barty's palm, eyes on it.
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"For now, you've got to make sure you get better fast, so you can come home with me." Would make life a lot easier. "Should I read to you? Which book do you want?"
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For now, why not enjoy what he had? Why not have fun with Barty?