"Oh," says Aziraphale, although he manages to autopilot his way through the handshake.

"Oh," he says again.

This mansion is a dream in a certain way. Although the villain isn't exactly the Hamlet character he'd have chosen first thing.

After a slightly awkward pause, a bit overly lengthy, Aziraphale gives Enjolras a sympathetic look. "Antinous, wild, hm?"