Crawley made his way up the eastern wall of Eden, joining the Angel who stood there. He glanced over at them, his black wings fluttering lightly as he gently combed his fingers through them.

“Well-“ He paused to let his wings fold up on his back, before he stared out, watching Adam and Eve as they left Eden.

“That went down like a lead balloon, eh?”

He smirked, and added. “Crawley, pleasure to meet you. Who might your Angel self be, eh?”