Raphael didn't speak right away, only stirring his dessert and he contemplated what to do. He loved Aziraphale and to be honest the Principality was the sort anyone could tell anything to. Still, he didn't want to worry him, even if it meant not knowing what that demonic taint was.

"So, what are you reading my dear?" It wasn't just an attempt at changing the subject, Raphael really was interested in what his dear mentee was up to.