Did Aziraphale just suggest they move in together? Just. Get a house in the middle of nowhere and live together like a -

Crowley is sure he read the angel's lips correctly but his brain is not really processing what he says.

"Yes," he says, before he can stop himself. "I mean, if you could stand it. I'm probably not easy to live with. Had my own space for ages, wouldn't know what to do with a - a -"

What would that end up making him and Aziraphale? Housemate sounds so impersonal - it's not what you'd call your best friend of six thousand years that you've fancied since slightly after the existence of linear time.

Their situation seems to have completely escaped Crowley as he scrabbles to figure out just what Aziraphale means, if anything at all.