not everything is gonna be the way you think it ought to be;
[ talking helps, angel knows this. it's advice he's given out countless times before to friends, clients, and people he's trying to save. faith being one of them. the problem with that advice, sound as it is, is that angel has difficulty taking it for himself. he's not a talker and hasn't been particularly verbose since the days before he ate a gypsy and was cursed with his soul. there are some things he never speaks of, simply because they never come up. like his human life; questions he's more than happy to answer, but no-one ever asks them. what happened to his friends, well-- that's a touch more difficult.
buffy's death had oddly been easier to accept than that of fred, wes, and cordy. because she was a slayer, and she went out with a bang. he hadn't been there -- he hadn't even been the least bit involved in what had happened around her that lead to her untimely demise. it had upset him and delivered quite the blow, but once he'd mourned, he's moved on. his friends, though? he'd been there. he'd been the orchestrator of the plan that killed wes, had missed signs related to cordy's death, and had put fred in the position to be used as illyria's shell when he brought them all to wolfram & hart. he still felt responsible, even if there'd been greater things at work that moved them all into the proper positions to meet their ends.
he should've killed skip when he rescued billy. ]
A battle. Your typical almost apocalyptic battle. We took on the players holding the biggest guns, and Wes didn't make it out alive.