"You're not wasting my time," Aziraphale said, large blue eyes fixed on the nervous archangel. "It's simply that I don't know how to help you, ah, make an effort. I mean, it just... happens. You do have to try and have a think about it, though," the angel said, blushing as he looked back into his teacup. "Concentrate, like. Er, as long as you're clear about your intentions."