Throughout their tour, Angel couldn't help but feel a little proud of Faith. She was surviving in this strange, lonely place well and seemed to have integrated into the system of battling evil and introducing new members of the good side to the world.
He listened only half-heartedly to her, focusing a lot more on her than on the shops or the restaurants.
When she suddenly spun around, Angel smelled it, the scent of a demon. He kept pace with Faith, rushing out to face the gigantic monster.
Snarling, Angel darted forward, driving his fist onto a flailing limb.