"I like Barty, yeah. No one else does but I do. I think he's nice but people don't see it. He's reading me Peter Pan and he hugged me after I-- I-I had to be punished because I was bad." Aziraphale swallowed hard and pushed the trauma down, smiling instead as he looked up at Holden happily. "I like him the best out of all my brothers. He doesn't yell or make me do sports. I want to read, not play football. It's ghastly."

Aziraphale said it with such confidence and conviction, not really sounding like a normal eight year old and more a 40 something stuff bookshop owner.