He took the plate more out of a fear of Ellie's wrath if he didn't than any great desire for the scones. "Thank you." His cheeks were red, as if he had emotion left to feel sheepish.

"People?" Aziraphale's cherubic mouth curled up wryly. "I'm hardly a people, my dear." He debated adding that he wasn't quite sure he was an angel anymore, either, although it still made him twitch a bit to think of the possibility.