Aziraphale serenely folded his hands over his stomach, followed the young man's gaze towards the school, as he considered the ramifications of this venture.

Dragons had once enslaved humanity, though the history and context of that were hidden. The nugget of knowledge had been revealed to Eleven and then limited to that simple teaser. Terrifying, but fascinating. The world they were living in was expanding with discovery.

"I can look for that for you, of course," he offered. "If that is truly something you want to know. But I should warn you, Eleven. If you eat from that Tree of Knowledge, there may be no going back to Eden. Or, as the more universal saying goes, Ignorance is bliss." Knowledge was power, however, and Aziraphale strongly believed in understanding the world in which you existed. Still, he presented the choice, because temptation was a heady drug and informed consent was important--even if information was limited. "There may have been a reason for that knowledge being withheld. Once you know it, whatever it is, you cannot un-know it, and that information might have consequences."