Crowley pulls Aziraphale closer to his side with his wing. It may just be the bellboy, but Crowley has no idea what the staff are actually capable of, and he doesn't want either Aziraphale or himself to lose anything else.

"Just an employee," he murmurs aside to the angel, leading him through the perpetually changing hallways.

It's a good ten minutes until they finally make it to the elevator.

"Let's just hope this doesn't take us to another labyrinth. How you holding up, angel?"