"Poor thing!? Have you forgotten he wanted to eat us?"

Azriaphale had't he knew. The silly angel was able to find some measure of compassion for every living creature, even those that now reeked of burned fur.

But speaking of hungry...

"We should leave," Taking advantage of the angel's hand he starting leading them towards the apartment door, "Let some one else clean this up. We'll look for a good dry cleaner, maybe a few ice packs, and find a good restaurant... there has to be one here some where or this dump never would have any guests.
Besides... before we decide anything we should have a look around, shouldn't we?"