Well, that's not reassuring in the slightest.

Crowley doesn't seem certain of his own physical state and there's probably no real way to check. Not beyond the tried and true method of "wait and see", which is most likely their only option. This is the first time that Aziraphale has ever had a truly mortal body and he wouldn't know how to diagnose any issues Crowley might be having if he wasn't able to outright spot them himself.

"Do let me know if you notice anything strange." Hopefully there won't be any need to because Odin had the right sense of mind to ensure that Crowley was put back together again properly, but it still feels worth saying. Aziraphale casts a glance over at him, flicking his gaze over him and his decidedly not empty glass, before pushing forward. He'll wait until at least the first glass is finished before he continues the conversation about today, which leaves only one other question that's lingering.

"Have you ever been discorporated before?" he asks.

It wouldn't be surprising, but he doesn't recall ever being aware of such a thing.