"I, uh, I'm not supposed to... go near you." Then again, he wasn't supposed to be walking to the shopping mall to meet up with Barty and make out with his boyfriend in the nearby park so he was on a hot streak of rule breaking lately, that was for sure. "But I'm aware I -- I don't have much ground to speak on what I should be doing."

He eyed up the long road and the hillish area he had to get up and then back at Barty's car. He frowned for just a moment and then he relented.

Going around the car, Aziraphale got in and did up his seabelt, clearly anxious. "So." What did he even say? "How ... are things?"