[Kravitz knows this kind of feeling well; do something to help, ignore the spiraling pit in his life, just find a way to fix it so you can put the whole situation behind you. Not the best aspect of coping, but... well, it happens. So he nods as Aziraphale talks, part approving, part in recognition of his offer.]

Oh, yes, of course. It's-- it's no problem, naturally, I thought perhaps-- well, I didn't want you to be offering things you weren't completely enthusiastic about.

[Yes, sure, that... made sense. He blinks and shakes his head just a bit to try and reset his brain and shove off all the depression that's making it hard to think clearly.]

I do believe you could do some great help here. Besides, this is not something that I should, uhm... attempt to squander. Especially if it brings you such peace.