Aziraphale nodded. It was really all he could do when Haniel got on one of his, er, excessive trains of thought. Not that Aziraphale minded all that much; it just meant less talking for him to do, and the less of that the better. In one meeting a thousand or so years ago Aziraphale had accidentally mentioned Crowley's name when he had gotten a chance to speak, and to this day Haniel always inquired after him.

Aziraphale shot Crowley a glance. He could tell Crowley was listening - the eye-roll had given him away - and wouldn't he be surprised when Haniel asked after Aziraphale and Crowley's love life?

"That's true, Metatron hasn't liked me for some time," Aziraphale admitted when he did get a chance to interject. "And worst of all it was even before that Incident with the Apocalypse that didn't happen, so I can't even imagine why..."