"Must be an angel thing." he scoffed, Aziraphale being quite formal himself. Crowley can't recall ever being that formal when he was one, but that was just the thing, he didn't fit in for a reason.

"Different indeed," he began, "Although, having a body and wearing human skin are two different things, are they not? You can't incinerate this body with fire. Not hellfire, anyway." he mused, having walked into flames plenty of times without any trouble. Here was another being claiming there was more than one god, again, however. Crowley had only ever known one, and was now beginning to question Her more than he had before.

"Do you find us a threat?" he asked curiously, his head tilting to the side like an animal might if confused.