"Oh hey, hey," Ellie said quickly, "It's all right, babe, you're not going to fall...promise?...Well, crap." Nimbly avoiding Crowley's flailing limbs, she scooped him neatly out of the air, glad he wasn't one of those ridiculously tall types. They could be so awkward to haul around.

"Easy, easy...There, see? I've got you," she said crisply, supporting his weight easily. "No falling here. You are officially in a no-falling zone. Relax. We're going to find Aziraphale for you, okay?"

"Roman, maybe you'd better go on ahead after all," she said apologetically. "I think I can handle our boy here...but if you can find him, try not to frighten Aziraphale, please? And tell him I said he'll need to damp his aura down as far as possible."