"Thank you."

Aziraphale laughed a little and offered up a smile in return. Despite the warmth in his chest, his emotions felt a bit raw and wrung out, and so full of what could only be described as love that it was nearly overflowing; it needed to be shared. It made him very happy to know they had brought Alec here to the small but comfortable living-space that was Anthony's apartment. Alec needed someone to keep him company while he was recovering, if only to keep him from taking it all on himself.

"He has been so kind to me--" And a good cousin to Anthony, but that went without saying. And Aziraphale wasn't even sure, sometimes, if Alec considered him a friend or if they were just two people with loneliness and Anthony in common. "But I worry about him. We haven't known each other long, but Alec cares so deeply, tries so hard for us; he just seems so determined to be lonely himself."

How could he tell her that he worried he was somehow contributing to Alec's unhappiness, even if this was what Alec also seemed to want?