Aziraphale frowns as he glances at the other mirrorbound, pursing his lips. This whole situation- he's much, much comfortable watching it all from the sidelines, pretending it has nothing to do with him, pretending if he follows Her plan everything will be alright.

Every decision he makes know could end up hurting the very same people he's trying to protect, so he's having a hard time actually deciding.

"I didn't think-" He shakes his head. "I didn't wish to force them onto the ship as they slept, we do not know what should thing could do to their psyche. We could end up destroying them, mentally, if they wake up free when they really didn't want to be, when the mere thought terrifies them so.

I just thought sleeping was... well. I don't know. Better than the alternative, I suppose."