Crowley sighs, taking a moment to breathe and look about. Aziraphale's right, it really isn't so bad. They may not have the privacy that their little cottage in the middle of nowhere offered, but there's food, and technology, and come to think of it... Crowley doesn't feel hungry or tired. Not in the ways he did on that infernal island.

"Right." he replies, straightening his clothing out and trying to calm his nerves. "No, no, you're right. It's not so bad. It's a step in.. er.. the right direction. I think."

And then, with a sigh, "We're still together."