[Aziraphale had been shaking the water off himself and trying to wring out his sweater without damaging the fibers (there was no telling if fine knit-wear was available in this world, or if they'd be assigned uniforms like that magic school, so he'd like to preserve what little wardrobe he had on hand).
That concern is forgotten quickly upon hearing a familiar cranky Scot. Aziraphale brightens and raises his head, confirming it's Alec, and cheerfully makes his way over.]
Alec! Well, this is a pleasant surprise. I rather worried I'd be starting it out alone again.
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That concern is forgotten quickly upon hearing a familiar cranky Scot. Aziraphale brightens and raises his head, confirming it's Alec, and cheerfully makes his way over.]
Alec! Well, this is a pleasant surprise. I rather worried I'd be starting it out alone again.