Oooooh, romantic there, Shakespeare. That last line Crowley knows all too well. Where Aziraphale is, he sees the world, and without him, well, the world might as well not be. He forgot even about the apocalypse when he thought he lost the angel. Desolation----yeah, that was a good word for it.

He unbuttons the first button on Aziraphale's shirt. Can't have the angel undressing him faster, after all.

"I would not wish any companion in the world but you," he recites.