"Where do you live? Maybe we can walk together." Honestly, Crowley did know, at least vaguely, where Aziraphale lived. Close to the church, he remembered from back when he still had to go to church. It was definitely nowhere where he had to walk to, but he couldn't just leave the boy to walk home alone, not with those jocks still, as he put it 'hot on his heels'. He felt responsible now.

Not that he planned on letting him know that. It wasn't really a favour if no one knew he was doing it. "So, what gothic novels have you read? I'm not really a reader, myself, of course."

Well. He did have A Reputation. "I like some Anne Rice though."