[And Angel wasn't sure if she'd want to know more, but he felt like it was his obligation to tell her anyway. Connor was her son too after all. Casually sliding his hands into the pocket of his thick wool coat, he decided to be completely honest and start from the beginning.] After you-- everybody came for him. He was barely a day old and he already had an increasing list of enemies and it's not surprising. He's our miracle child that was never supposed to have been born. But my friends helped me get rid of all of them and then for a while things were great. Really great actually. [Pausing for a moment he took a hand out of his pocket and rubbed the back of his neck.] But the world like's to screw us and that's when the fake prophecy came into play and Holtz returned and he took him. And he grew up in a hell dimension and when he eventually found a way back he was so bitter, broken, resentful and I couldn't do anything about it. And then things spiraled out of control and I just wanted to help him so badly and I did... just maybe in a questionable way. And now he's, well, he's in Los Angeles with a few friends. I figured he was better off without me.