Aziraphale smiled wryly. He was very fond of Cayce, but even without the reminder shining out from her forehead, there'd be no question where her primary attachment lay. In fact, it came as a bit of a surprise to him that she wasn't here looking for Crowley.
"No, I'm afraid he's been rather...preoccupied, of late," he said as he measured tea leaves into the pot. "I haven't actually seen much of him since the party. Is something the matter?" Of course they'd both seen that night that something odd was going on, but it wouldn't surprise him if Cayce had insight into it that he didn't. She seemed to be on good terms with both persons involved, whereas he still wasn't quite sure to make of Chantinelle.
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Date: 2008-10-15 08:35 pm (UTC)"No, I'm afraid he's been rather...preoccupied, of late," he said as he measured tea leaves into the pot. "I haven't actually seen much of him since the party. Is something the matter?" Of course they'd both seen that night that something odd was going on, but it wouldn't surprise him if Cayce had insight into it that he didn't. She seemed to be on good terms with both persons involved, whereas he still wasn't quite sure to make of Chantinelle.