"Sounds lovely," Aziraphale says brightly before returning his attention to the task at hand. "Yes, a young animal is a must. That will go a long way to ensure a bond between the two."

His gaze wanders among the various enclosures until Lucifer's voice calls him over to the stall. "Did you spot a potential candidate?" he asks, kneeling down to also get a better look at the creatures. The winged bull he recognizes from mythology, but the downy little owl with bat wings is entirely new to him. The adults forms look truly intimidating, but Aziraphale can only smile sweetly at the two small creatures in their pen. They're only babies, after all.

"Oh, look at them! Aren't they darling. Are they friends, do you think? They are in the same stall." He clucks with his tongue to see if either of them are tame enough to approach.