"Yeah, it's all right now. Got these glasses." The cool ones. Not the ones before that made him look like one of the blind mice. "I don't know, eye patches can be pretty cool. Pirates. Arrgh!"

He cleared his throat and ran a hand through his hair. All right, that had been dorky. Thankfully, no one was here to overhear. Just Aziraphale, who was smiling again. Good. "I wish we had more choices. Maybe that comes with age." Though he remained unconvinced of that. Maybe he could find a way though.

"You live here, right?" He gestured at the house as he came to a halt. "I'll stop here, then your family won't spot me."