Oh...dear... Aziraphale looked up (and up and up) at the very tall skeleton making his way down Main Street. It was near twilight now and he had just been kicked out of the library yet again as they refused to stay open past seven o'clock. And well-- it was an unsettling confrontation. Yet... the skeleton didn't appear to be corroded in any way. In fact he seemed rather...normal.

Still, one never really knew for sure. So, wings flexing uncertainly and hands folded in front of him he approached the tall...creature.

"Hello... Pardon me if this is rude but...are you quite alright?"