Aziraphale raised a hand to give a cheery wave, because of anyone, Elliott deserved better than he had gotten from this afternoon. The young man certainly didn't deserve to be bogged down by whatever complications existed between Aziraphale and Alec.

And then they were alone.

He gave another sigh and tried not to roll his eyes. "Next you'll be saying 'It's not you, it's me.' Can I please just tend to your hand?"