[ He doesn't say anything immediately, but he does start walking with a destination in mind, hands clasped in front of him. Crowley will probably have somewhere assigned to him. At least, that's how Aziraphale has understood it. Those brought here get some sort of accommodations, but if you ask him they should really give more than that. He's still annoyed about the fact that they're forcing him to find a way to make a living. And, sure, he doesn't actually need anything - he's an angel, after all - but plenty do! If they have the gall to kidnap them the least they could do would be to provide them with essentials like food.

The point is ... Crowley should have accommodation somewhere in the City, but Aziraphale is tempted to invite him to stay at his place. It's a really big house, so big it's almost unnerving to only be one person. It's a completely new place, they have no rules to follow anymore, so there's nothing actually stopping them except ... his own nerves. Nerves shouldn't even be allowed to be felt like this. He's an angel. ]

They should have given you somewhere to stay.

[ He tries to sound casual, like he isn't overthinking this. Like Crowley wouldn't say yes. Like it's something he doesn't want, when it must be, if he's thinking about it. ]

At least they gave me one. It's a ... It's a very big house. Three floors. A bit excessive for one person, honestly.