"We will be," Crowley says, quietly. His voice is firm, but he doesn't really feel the confidence he's trying to portray to his companion. They have to be faster. They have to be the fastest.

He can't give up what he's found with Aziraphale. This closeness. This love. And he loves Aziraphale with everything he is. He's not about to lose that.

"Besides," he adds. "No matter what cockups we can be, we're both smarter than our bosses ever were. And that's indisputable."