[He can't get around this can he. His stomach rolls.]

No. I don't think everyone's done bad things.

I have. I know I have apparently and I thought I was doing the right thing but it turns out I'm not.

[He grits his teeth and growls like an animal for a moment, a strange unnatural inhuman noise before his eyes darken and he looks angry.]

I had a job to do. I had to start the apocalypse and you fucking ruined it.

[He straightens and thinks - because he knows. HE knows why it matters. Aziraphale. aziraphale Aziraphale and he hates that he doesn't want this boy to...

leave him.

His features fix on him with loathing.]

And I was wrong.

About all of it. I shouldn't have tried to do it. Do anything connected to it. And I'm sorry.

Now, leave me alone.