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[ That rumbling, constant, warm sound from the bottom of his chest.

That isn't. Can't be -

...yes, he is, in fact, almost purring. Good apocalyptic angel. His eyes blink sleepily, as he leans subtly into the caressing hand. ]

I would have, but you stole the eyes I borrowed.

[ And he never will get that bartender back, either. ]

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