[ Oh those are. Lots of teeth. Aziraphale swallows, but stands his ground, brandishing the sword threateningly. There's another angry hiss, but the creature dodges back out of the way. ]
That's right!
[ He glances back over his shoulder at Hayner, gesturing encouragingly. ]
no subject
That's right!
[ He glances back over his shoulder at Hayner, gesturing encouragingly. ]
Both hands on the hilt. Hold it steady.