All of the changed pieces, as far as they can tell from the main room, fade back into their previous state. While Adam wasn’t doing so consciously, he's quickly aware of his actions, much like he had been on that fateful day.

It makes Aziraphale’s sudden conversational subject a bit less surprising, though the boy takes a moment, unsure of what to say. Which isn’t to say he doesn’t appreciate the sentiment.

“Yeah.” He finally says. No point in hiding it. He closes the book on his lap. “I was thinking about my mum and dad. And my friends.” A beat, before he adds: “ Tadfield, too. I was looking at a map the other day - it doesn’t even exist here.”