It was hard to miss the way Crowley's face changed and the tone he had taken. Aziraphale looked down sheepishly. And he really did think he was attractive? How? Why? He had no idea what to do now. "Getting out is more complicated than it should be but I--I am a man of faith in many ways. I have faith that things will work out the way they are supposed to and that the way is full of happiness and love."

Aziraphale knew that in this situation, he was obligated to clarify himself. He owed that to Crowley, Crowley didn't owe it to him.

"And all love is good love, is it not? How could love ever be a bad thing?" Aziraphale smiled at Crowley somewhat sadly and then looked out of the window to try and spot his house. "I'm the stop by the white car just ahead. That would be Gabriel's car. Oh... good." He was home. Fantastic.