"It's okay," she says, because that is the polite thing to say. It's not actually okay at all, because she had stopped being a monster back home. It's only here that she's back to being humanity's greatest threat instead of its future.

She doesn't want to tell Aziraphale about that. "A little," she hedges. "It's nicer here. Back home, there were chemical showers, and they strapped us into wheelchairs whenever they wanted to move us around." It feels like ancient history, even though it was only a couple of months ago.