"We've all just got here," Aziraphale said dismissively, inspecting his nails. He was being petulant, but something about this man rubbed him entirely the wrong way - not least the fact that if he was an angel, or had been, he might pose a direct threat to Aziraphale's continued good health, depending how faithful he was. "I should think the problem is fairly obvious."

He did laugh a bit at the Hell comment. "Very subtle." He should shut up, he really should. Hinting would only take him so far. But hanging around with demons was a bad influence, and he went on: "Moles are God's creatures, you know, just like the both of us. Surely you've figured that out by now."