"I had to talk to him, he was yelling and I wanted to calm him down. I didn't want to cause a scene." Aziraphale pulled his hand back from his pocket, his finger bare for the first time since he and Dallen had met. "I, uh, I put it away and when I get home, I will -- I will dispose of it myself but I will do it. I have to -- it's just -- well, it was a symbol to me. About the mission. Why I was doing it. I wanted a reminder to-to stay pure."

It was a lie but whatever, he just didn't want to lose it. "I don't disrespect what we have, I love what we have." He could have done without the yelling, mocking him in front of mutual friends and the hiding but, well, how was he supposed to know that he didn't like all of that either unless he tried it first? Looking down, he twiddled his thumbs. "Can we just go home?"