[Once they're back on the sidewalk, he should really release Aziraphale's arm, since there's no pretense to maintain. But it feels a little better, that point of contact.
He opens his mouth to answer the question, but all that comes out at first is a sound of surprise as he peers at the date on the paper.]
Well, shit. [It could be faked, of course. This whole thing could be some... ruse, but even if it is, the fact someone went to the effort to fake a 1960s town is equally as unsettling as the possibility they've travelled through time.] So — we've been made human and tossed into the sixties. This is definitely too bloody weird to have been done by either of our sides.
[He hesitates, glancing down the street as if there might be an answer there, before adding:]
Could it be Warlock?
[If he's come into his powers early, he might have the ability to alter reality on this level.]
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He opens his mouth to answer the question, but all that comes out at first is a sound of surprise as he peers at the date on the paper.]
Well, shit. [It could be faked, of course. This whole thing could be some... ruse, but even if it is, the fact someone went to the effort to fake a 1960s town is equally as unsettling as the possibility they've travelled through time.] So — we've been made human and tossed into the sixties. This is definitely too bloody weird to have been done by either of our sides.
[He hesitates, glancing down the street as if there might be an answer there, before adding:]
Could it be Warlock?
[If he's come into his powers early, he might have the ability to alter reality on this level.]