The way Aziraphale cradles the tumor of the seven year old boy in the Ressurectionists minisode never ceases to break my heart.
It reminds me of those child graves with the angels who failed to protect them in stone weeping over them.
It's such a horrible realisation for him and you can see the way he looks to Crowley as if to say "How could this happen?"
Crowley forces him to look in the eyes of death. "Too late." after Wee Morag passed. It's the only way to make him understand.




















