At the beginning, Aziraphale had a lot more to say about topics regarding Yggdrasil and overall background-slash-history of the place, but he’s started to learn how to simply go with the flow of things. You know, as one would say.

Or would it be better to think of it as something like ‘play the hand of cards you’ve been dealt’? Was that it? He feels a bit like he’s remembering part of that saying wrong.

“I believe that is exactly the case. With us not belonging here,” he comments, making it known that he’s listening to everything Crowley has to say at the moment. The demon has his full attention to speak as he pleased. He does wonder, however, about how much information Crowley had prior to starting this whole. . . adventure. He’s starting to get the impression that Crowley had not been as well informed as Aziraphale was previously expecting for him to be. Or had Aziraphale forgotten to explain parts to him?

“Hadn’t anyone explained the tethering of magic to you when you arrived?” As soon as the question leaves his mouth, he’s struck with the immediate realisation that Crowley had spent that first day drunk and out of it.

Oh, right.

It would have been a wonder if he remembered anything at all.