Aziraphale lets his backpack slide on the ground with a sigh. It was red tartan when he left London, but now it's covered in blue stripes, as Aziraphale decided there's too much red around and some variation is in order.
But why is he here? Well, after the Armaggedon business he was feeling rather agitated so he took Crowley's advice and went hiking. Good for the skin he said, but forgot to mention he was most likely after the stack of wine from 1879, hidden in Aziraphale's closet. He doesn't feel to cheerful, the view with these houses in ruin is rather depressing. But wait...someone's ... there?