His frown deepening, John took a somewhat reluctant step closer. Loki's behavior seemed a little off, like he wasn't quite all there. "Aziraphale left Crowley. I thought you'd heard. Thought that was why you made up the Uriel story. ...Oi, am I getting through here?" Was it his imagination or was Loki propping himself up against the wall? "You don't look so hot."