"I've met a few of them. There's Lucifer himself, of course. I've talked to Belial, and I'm a good friend of Lord Beelzebub and Sir Galahad. There are so many fallen angels that it's difficult to keep them straight. I know there are more I haven't met yet."

Ben listens to Aziraphale's description of the war between Heaven and Hell curiously. "Not as fast as I should have." His expression flickers with guilt, and his eyes look down for a few moments. It's clear he did things in his home world that he's not proud of at all. "But mistakes, even very serious mistakes, can be learned from. I'm human, of course, not an angel. Your people live so much longer than we do. I imagine immortals and mortals see the world differently. More time to learn, and more experiences."

He knows that there are other immortals in the Nexus: gods, other angels, and the seasonal spirits. He's met a fair few even in his relatively recent time here. It's been an interesting experience, even if some of them unsettle him.