"Goodness!" Aziraphale leapt in surprise, fumbling with his bundle of supplies before pulling it protectively to his chest like a pillow, as his turn to identify the speaker found a short, girlish bird-like being smiling up at him. Were they the being who had spoken? He looked around, eyes wide, as if searching for a puppeteer or prankster nearby. Surely she wasn't...real. Was she?

But then... It did appear that way. His brows pinched together in a frown.

"Hello? Yes, I...I do appear to be a bit lost. Are you--" It would be rude to question her personhood, so he pressed on. "Are you, by chance, a guide?"