Crowley is standing over Aziraphale, giving him another wave of healing. Healing doesn't wake him, it doesn't help, it doesn't do anything. It's just there. Just like Aziraphale. He's just there.

The man Crowley has met before steps inside, and Crowley turns to face him.

"Gone where?" he demands, moving to his feet. Where would the human soldier person go? They haven't got anywhere to go, except to the Lighthouse, but they don't think that's the right place to go, they've made that very clear.