Aziraphale thinks about it, and nods. "That seems like a good idea." He holds onto Crowley's hand, and looks in his general direction, actually meeting his eyes though he does look past them in his field of vision.

"Crowley, I had thought things would change. After they left us alone. Maybe, I thought, we could... take a trip first. And I suppose we are." Even though, you know, he didn't and wouldn't pick this one in particular.