"Another time?" suggested Owen. He wanted to hear it just as much as Aziraphale wanted to tell it. Their only issue now would be when they could speak freely... if that time ever came. Regardless, he tucked into the back of his mind to bring up later should the time ever arise. "Now you've got me hopelessly curious. I should think you wouldn't want to disappoint."

Considering, he tilted his head and gave an acknowledging shrug. "Perhaps. It's been an interest of mine to... be myself for quite a long time. You could say it was a matter of survival." Owen knew it was cryptic; there was simply no other way to explain himself under current conditions. Being a ghost for so long, the only way he could keep from degenerating into a mindless poltergeist or vengeful spirit had been to remember life. The best way he knew how was to simply continue living it. Having George (and later Joell) was more or less a godsend to his sanity. "That doesn't mean it's difficult, though. Just takes the right sort of motivation."