Don't all things have to end, eventually? Oh, how such a question bears such a weight in Aziraphale's mind. He's yet to discard all the meanings it had a year ago. Barely a breath and the blink of an eye for a creature like him, really.

His expression softens, however. He entirely agrees with her last assessment, though he fears to think what else could be brought on them by someone else, whoever they are. Part of him still believes the Almighty has to have something to do with this. But...

" That is usually the way of things." With the caveat of sometimes, far more often than it should, things not happening the way they were planned or assumed to be. "Suppose the best we can do is stay sharp and stay on our toes."