[ Aziraphale can hear in his voice how much this meant to him, to him and his father. Poor boy must miss the man, being here instead of home where he ought to be, spending his early adulthood learning more from him. Clearly, he has no idea that wouldn't have been the case.
He smiles back, warmly and genuinely reflecting on Bruce's relationship with his father, quiet for a moment before he realizes: ]
I've got another one. Not an opal; there was a woman at the Night Market last month who recorded memories.
I wanted to be able to easily revisit one of my... less exciting afternoons at the library. I could lend it to you, if you wanted to see it; it's mostly just reading.
[ After all, he did seem interested in the library's contents. And Aziraphale would never turn away another bibliophile, particularly if it meant that no actual handling of real books would have to be done and therefore, no damage was possible. ]
no subject
He smiles back, warmly and genuinely reflecting on Bruce's relationship with his father, quiet for a moment before he realizes: ]
I've got another one. Not an opal; there was a woman at the Night Market last month who recorded memories.
I wanted to be able to easily revisit one of my... less exciting afternoons at the library. I could lend it to you, if you wanted to see it; it's mostly just reading.
[ After all, he did seem interested in the library's contents. And Aziraphale would never turn away another bibliophile, particularly if it meant that no actual handling of real books would have to be done and therefore, no damage was possible. ]