He stares at her and shakes his head, "We're going to Geneva. We're summoned there and now that Richard and I are fully one I cannot travel as I could once."
He straightens his tie, "...walking through the forest ruined my suit."
His lip curls as he opens the door for her and holds it before stopping and staring at his hand performing the action, "...Foolish. He has money. He doesn't need - I don't need to hold open doors for people." His lips press together and the Azazel/Richard shakes his head, "Walk quickly."
She doesn't need a bag does she? No. She needs nothing...
But he wants to give her things and he has to wonder if it's Richard and a terrible thought strikes Azazel. What if he's not really gone?
It was such a human fear.
"...there are clothes upstairs for a woman. I will get them for you. You. will stay."
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He straightens his tie, "...walking through the forest ruined my suit."
His lip curls as he opens the door for her and holds it before stopping and staring at his hand performing the action, "...Foolish. He has money. He doesn't need - I don't need to hold open doors for people." His lips press together and the Azazel/Richard shakes his head, "Walk quickly."
She doesn't need a bag does she? No. She needs nothing...
But he wants to give her things and he has to wonder if it's Richard and a terrible thought strikes Azazel. What if he's not really gone?
It was such a human fear.
"...there are clothes upstairs for a woman. I will get them for you. You. will stay."