Aziraphale made a face when Crowley pointed out that the vices had been settled first. It was all rather - disappointing really. And he didn't actually know what to make of it, he wasn't really of heaven any longer, at least as far as the heavenly host were concerned and yet there he was - ready to stand there in judgement for the lack of what could be considered more worthy endeavors.
He bit his tongue though. Preferring to wear his judgement on his face instead.
"Well what now then?" He wondered because it seemed there was not much for them to explore really for all their talk of looking for answers it seemed there would be none to be found. "This is all very unexpected." And very unacceptable, truly. He'd never been stuck anywhere before, nothing that he couldn't simply miracle himself out of. And now that he was, it left him feeling rather small.