Jim ducks his head a little bit. Feels a touch of color on his cheeks that has nothing to do with drink. There is no inoffensive way to put this, is there? He licks at his bottom lip slowly while contemplating the most diplomatic answer to give.

"There's no conflict there. Rather, the only struggles we've seen at all are people from my world trying to grasp the idea of it." Jim doesn't drop Aziraphale or Crowley's gaze but he's clearly not comfortable either. "So far as Felix has been able to confirm, there are no higher beings like that in my universe. But there are in his. I'm fairly certain I've seen proof of them, even." There's so much more he could say on the matter. Things he'd like to point out he's tried for the sake of scientific inquiry.

But this seems like a potentially upsetting topic so he stops there. After a few moments of silence he gestures to the food.

"But please. I meant no disrespect. Please. Enjoy yourselves here."