"Harry is ... I don't know him, he doesn't talk much in group." Remus found that Hartley spoke more and Harry seemed mostly checked out, making sarcastic remarks more than anything. He had a very tired energy that Remus understood well. "He's pants are always so tight... not that I'm looking! It's just -- I mean, well, I like to be comfortable when I'm sick..."

"No more tight than Crowley's." Felix pointed out and then wolf whistled at Crowley when he walked by again. "Harry is alright, I never knew him before, only now. He's-- well, yeah. You know. Me and Holden are going to visit so we can dive you two with us, if you fancy."

Remus nodded as he watched Aziraphale run his finger along his cross, eyes closed, saying a prayer. Huh. He never considered that a gay could be a Christian. So odd.

"Me and Crowley will give you baked goods to bring." Aziraphale assured them both, once he was done. "I'll make cookies!"