"Oh." Aziraphale shrugged. "I'm all right. Just a touch out of my element." He rubbed his nose and winced. It stung. He must have missed a spot with the sunblock. Although really, who could blame him, it wasn't as if he'd ever used it before.

"I was wondering if you're all right, er, as well. Considering." He shrugged, hands wide, palms up, a touch helplessly. He wondered if the worry showed on his face as much as he thought it might.