As much as Crowley seems to still hold some serpentine habits from time to time, and as so much closer as they have become in the last few months, Aziraphale is still surprised when he has absolutely no qualms in simply wrapping himself around the angel, specially in a spot that, while fairly secluded, is not by any means fully private.

He can feel his face turn a bit red, but his look turns concerned when the demon begins explaining what he's seen. For just a second, the angel isn't even sure what he's talking about, but he connects the dots fairly easily.

He's unsure of how to respond at first, turning his head slightly toward the demon, one of his hands reaching over to rest on the arms wrapped around his middle.

"Is...that what you saw?"