There is the faintest uptick of the angel's mouth. Striking a balance for his survival has been the name of his game for as long as there has been an Earth.

"A cafe sounds delightful, particularly if there are pastries." He will never turn down a chance to indulge, especially in a stressful situation. This isn't as stressful as Armageddon. It's still nothing to sneer at.

"My dear man, that's the most welcome thing I've heard all day. Please, don't apologize." He waves his hand dismissively and then gestures for them to walk for the cafe.