[The Soldier looks between Crowley and Aziraphale, huffs a tiny little sigh, and heads over to help roll some of the rubble away from whatever Aziraphale is digging for. Metal arms are useful that way. So's super-strength. The gun stays ready, just in case, but the place doesn't look like there is any actual trouble left.

And the mess doesn't look like it was made by a "monster", anyway.]