Aziraphale regarded the demon with a thoughtful expression. There was something here he was missing, between the night of the nightmares and right now.

So we both consider the idea that we might have sexual relations that go poorly to be a nightmare, and it's news to me you even find me aesthetically appealing, so what now?

"You convinced me, actually. At the END End. I wanted to bugger off BEFORE the Boss came. You were the one being all heroic... ... I was trying to convince you to come with me."

"Which means that aspect of the nightmare was from you."

Aziraphale gasped, covering his mouth in shock. Crowley... he... he...

"Oh my goodness, dear. Why didn't you say so earlier?" he asked softly.