Literature
(Good Omens) An Unexpected Customer - 3
Aziraphale hated the realizations as they came to him, but he couldn’t stop from asking. As he watched the miniscule fidgets of Oscar’s hands and the way he wouldn’t look him in the eye, he knew he must be correct. Oscar hardly got any food at all, when so much would be available to him.
That tremulous little voice finally gave him the answer he expected. “Well. Not really,” he said. “I have gotten some toast from someone’s counter, though, when no one was looking. There was butter on it and everything!”
“Oh, good lord,” Aziraphale muttered, hiding his disapproving frown behind a p