"Oh. I--I suppose." He looked nervously at Barty and he didn't want him to leave but he didn't really have a choice. He was used to blindly doing what his elders told him so there was no attempt to protest. He did, however, squirm and his body language changed as he pulled himself a little further back from Gunn.

"I'm reading Peter Pan. My brother brought it for me. We both like reading. I learned it yesterday." Aziraphale clarified as he closed the book and set it aside so no one could touch it. He had never seen a man quite like Gunn before. He was tall and his skin was dark, he had a strange accent and the way he spoke was so very casual. "Are you American?"