The Wolf's Den

[manicuredangel]

[His shoulders sag more than usual as if the weight of his role is pressed too hard upon him. He feels like can empathize at least a little bit with what Alexander must have felt in this role at the mansion, though he has no loved ones here to worry about while knowing who is who. Still, knowing the carnage that is about to happen over the next several days doesn't make this any easier.

Aziraphale seems to dither for a moment before looking at Alexander and Phillip. His voice is soft but firm. This is something that has to be done. From what he's read about how this world works, they don't have much choice.]

Well, er... Alexander I suppose you know how this works better than I. You two are this Ritual's Wolves.

I'm sorry.

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[iamapoet]

Yeah. It's not fun to take a long time...

[He knows from experience.]

I could shoot you in the head? Would be fast, right?

[He looks like he's gonna throw up.]

[moreequal]

Sure. [He gives him what he hopes will be an encouraging smile. It's probably way too tense for that. But he's been in Philip's position before. He knows what a little bit of forgiveness can do.

He glances at the angel, just for a second.]

You can shoot me in the back of my head? That way you won't have to look at me in the eyes.