Aziraphael stays where he is for the moment, watching, but his expression doesn't fade; he hasn't missed the faint wobbling, either.

"I don't suppose you'd toss me my swimming things whilst you're looking through the dresser," he suggests. "I don't doubt you can find them more quickly than I can after all that unpacking."

He doesn't actually expect anything of the sort, but it's worth a try if he can keep reclining here and watching.