Taking the opal back, and every time his fingers slip over the smooth surface, God herself blooms across his mind with warmth and love for her creation - for Aziraphale.

"If you... so, if you ever want to come and see it again? I live out in Grand Portal number 5, and I'm usually home at night."

Because if this had been Eliot's, before he died and didn't come back and left Quentin here alone even after promising not to, he'd want to see it again. He would have wanted at least a chance to, if he started missing him too much.

"You're welcome to stop by. If you want. I also have wine if you need it."

"I'm sorry. About your loss."