"That's not the point," protests Aziraphale, directing his gaze first to Melanie, then, more irritably, back to Illyria. "Intent is not my objection. You will not refer to her as some sort of thing. You will respect her as a person, insofar as you're capable of respecting anyone." He knows she isn't sitting there debating ways to unleash the cordyceps on the city, but that she comes in here trying to describe Melanie like she's some kind of - of doomsday device, and that Melanie isn't even perturbed by that, that's intolerable, and he won't stand for it.