( if he cared to argue about it, which he doesn't, but if he did—he would mention that it was all generally happening under duress. it certainly wasn't as if they were casually holding hands on the couch or anything. it would be nice if they had, but that wasn't quite what was happening.

everything felt more like. . . well, not that.

aziraphale lets out a small sigh. )

I wouldn't have thought you'd be discussing it right now! It's a rather bad time, don't you think? To-to talk about that sort of thing after I've just bitten you!

( that's the more important point, he thinks. )

And—

( he pauses, pursing his lips. )

Shouldn't it be done more formally? Over dinner or somewhere nice?

( or at the very least, crowley was supposed to ask him that question properly. simply saying that he wanted to be together wasn't exactly asking him. )