"Sure does." Couldn't deny that. He wished he'd been older. Then Aziraphale would be younger when he took him away. Maybe before he could read or process this at all, would make it a lot easier. But here they were, he had to deal with the hand he was dealt with. "You are a good boy. You are the sole evidence of goodness I've ever come across in this world, Aziraphale."

He shook his head, pressing his lips together. "They hurt you and they were in the wrong. Not you. They are wrong about so many things. So I'm taking us away. We are not going back."