[Is Aziraphale fidgeting? What is all this excessive doting? He's not used to it and he's not completely comfortable with it. Rosinante eyes him as he folds his arms across his knees, raising one eyebrow under those messy bangs.]

I'm ... fine, thanks, the cold water is probably better for now anyway. I'll just wait for the soup to cool. If you want some for yourself, though, there's a tin of black tea in that cupboard above the stove. Should be a strainer in the drawer to the right.