[Instantly any bitterness was overridden by concern.]
Oh my, really, you poor dear. I shouldn't make you wait an instant. Right there is fine.
[Aziraphale frowns and kind of waves his hand through the air, and all of a sudden Kirk is fine. Better than fine, in fact. Probably the best he's ever felt before (and also smelling faintly of jasmine).]
[Spam]
Oh my, really, you poor dear. I shouldn't make you wait an instant. Right there is fine.
[Aziraphale frowns and kind of waves his hand through the air, and all of a sudden Kirk is fine. Better than fine, in fact. Probably the best he's ever felt before (and also smelling faintly of jasmine).]