"Oh goodness yes," Aziraphale answers immediately. "In my case, I think I'm fortunate in that Crowley is here. I'd admittedly be a bit lost otherwise, after centuries of having him around. But I miss many things from back home. My bookshop. The park and feeding the ducks. Several restaurants where I knew the proprietors and would have fascinating chats along with dinner. Honestly I miss London. I know there is a London in this world, but as similar as they may be, it wouldn't be the one I consider home, so that's certainly strange."

Aziraphale is, after all, an angel who enjoys his small material comforts, the familiar places and faces that he's grown accustomed to. He's basically a homebody who likes to go out to dinners. He also desperately misses his wine collection, but there's no need to bring that up to an eleven-year-old.