"I'm not an angel. Don't be silly. I would like to think I make the right decisions but -- I don't know if I do." After all, he was walking home with a goth boy, talking about forbidden literature and he was pretty sure Crowley was likely infatuated with the devil so how good were his decisions really? "I never know what is right and what is wrong. I mean the basic stuff, yes, it's all very simple but it's those pesky little things that I..."

He trailed off, knowing that he probably shouldn't bore the first person his own age willing to be near him for an extended period of time. He likely didn't want to listen to Aziraphale's boring moral crisis. Then again, he did bring it up! So who knows? He wasn't sure so he stopped, it seemed safer. "I, uh, I like your glasses. They're rather... top-notch."