"No it doesn't," He agreed - there was something wrong about it. And as convenient as it might have been to walk through a door and find themselves home again things did not seem to be that easy. But when was existence ever truly easy?
He had hoped briefly, after everything, they might have a bit of easy in their lives, after all they'd saved the world, hadn't they? They deserved some easy for their trouble. Instead they had this, a desert and a town that was smaller than Aziraphale had been in for centuries, and now this.
But Crowley was there with him, and offering him a hand when he suggested they go to see what they'd found. And though he often felt like Crowley was too fast for him, took liberties that he knew would never have been allowed if their superiors had known, in this moment the companionship of his oldest friend was all he could ask for.
"Yes, I haven't had something with dates in far too long." No one used them the way they used to anymore, and he rather missed some of the early exploration of cuisine. And with Crowley's hand in his he felt a little bit lighter than he had moments before setting off with him to see what they could find in this place.
Together they went to see what they'd find, hand in hand facing down whatever this world might throw at them. It was a strange place to be in, he'd known it for some time, though Aziraphale wasn't certain that he'd admitted it even to himself that Crowley was on his side, for all their talk of sides in the end it had come down to the two of them and he'd known it even before the end times. And here it was the same. The two of them together could face down anything that came their way as long as they remained together and he intended that to stay true. "I always was a little disappointed when humanity moved from places like this." He admitted as they walked. Something about this kind of place had appealed to him, or maybe it was just the simplicity of it all, things got more complicated the further humans spread.