Aziraphale glances back, and Rosinante notices. Realizes yeah, maybe people here don't typically just wander off on multi-hour walks like he does sometime. In his defense, dropping the torch had distracted him from following up on his initial request for a walking buddy.

"One of those," he agrees, but man, American wars are not his specialty. He pauses at the riverbank. "Hold that thought. I should finish explaining. I wanted to head out to a ruined bridge I found months ago, and start getting it ready for repair. It'll take us a couple hours to get there. It's marked the whole way, though."