Aziraphale had been trailing behind a bit; his legs felt like lead and he had no desire to hurry on his way by the end of this very long week. But he caught the movement of Gabriel's fall out of the corner of his eyes and started, looking up with a hand over his eyes to block out the sun. When he saw Gabriel collapsed at the end of the ravine, he ran as fast as he could manage.
By now this was not very fast, but it was the effort that counted.
When he reached Gabriel, he crouched in front of him, removing his pack and setting it on the ground. He hovered, hands outstretched as if to cover Gabriel's on his temples, all ready to heal him of whatever the problem was, when he realized that of course he couldn't. Helplessness struck him like a board. This was absurd.
"What did you do to yourself, Gabriel?" he said, nerves making him exasperated. He let his hands fall to his sides and looked over his shoulder at Jonas. "Did you see what he did?"
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By now this was not very fast, but it was the effort that counted.
When he reached Gabriel, he crouched in front of him, removing his pack and setting it on the ground. He hovered, hands outstretched as if to cover Gabriel's on his temples, all ready to heal him of whatever the problem was, when he realized that of course he couldn't. Helplessness struck him like a board. This was absurd.
"What did you do to yourself, Gabriel?" he said, nerves making him exasperated. He let his hands fall to his sides and looked over his shoulder at Jonas. "Did you see what he did?"