"We did, didn't we?" he says. face still in Crowley's shoulder. And then he shifts so they're face to face, and hugs him properly. "It's still here," he realizes.

Then, very quietly, he says: "You're still here." His lip trembles a little as he thinks about it, Crowley having stayed here with him instead of having run away. And it was all his idea, to stay and fight, even though they both know he's not a fighter, not like Aziraphale was. He won't say so, but Crowley was just too good for Hell.

"Thank you," he finally says, feeling just a little bit more pulled together, a little more color coming back into his cheeks.