"It does," Aziraphale admits quite easily. There is hardly anything that makes him feel more at ease than having Crowley nearby. Although, he isn't quite sure if that has anything to do with the bond, his current state, or simply if that's just the way he has always felt.

He would like to think that it's the way he has felt for a rather long time now, but it does seem like other factors are at play when it comes to the intensity of it. He would think that normally, the manner in which they are laying now would be enough, but it isn't. He would like to be closer, to hold Crowley a bit more than this.

Instead of acting on it, he tries to say something distracting.

"What do you imagine you might have been if it were the other way around? If you weren't a witch?" he asks. "A fae, do you think?"

That seemed like it would suit Crowley, judging from all the run-ins he had with them.