Aziraphale's response is so very sweet, but Crowley expects no less, their fingers moving up to touch at the hand at their cheek affectionately. Crowley moves over Aziraphale a bit instinctually, wanting to be closer now that there isn't an arm around them holding them there.

"That's all I want, angel." they say softly, "We can come here as often as you'd like... or wherever, really. I'm not ashamed to be seen with you."

Crowley very much hopes Aziraphale doesn't mind, but they do think the best way to snuggle up and hold the angel for the evening involves draping their legs across his, so they do that, wrapping their arms around his neck again, all in one very fluid motion.