𝕮𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖑𝖊𝖞

Aziraphale definitely meets the demon's gaze over that last part. Something that shouldn't be surprising or startling in any way, but, again, he's still learning, still finding his feet, and their place. But he can't actually see Crowley's eyes, only a faint reflection of himself in his sunglasses. It makes him feel somewhat exposed, in this.

He lingers. Then drops his gaze. But there's a faint, very sheepish smile to him when he does.

"...it does, doesn't it?" Quiet, but enough for his companion to hear him. A permission, an admission, or just another something without a name.