Angela
I don't care if Lindsey McDonald professed his sudden change in his evil little heart and promised to hand-feed every starving child in the entire Western Hemisphere. He's evil, he's leading the other side of this war, and he would have no qualms with kill each and every one of us while smiling broadly and boasting about the fact that he was able to do so. And even with all of that being said, I'm not as upset that Peter didn't kill him while he had the chance as I am about the fact that he couldn't even be bothered to tell me that they met in the first place. I'm his Seer. He's my Champion. We are responsible for the safety of the innocents of this world and have to maintain an open, honest relationship if that's going to happen.
So, since that clearly isn't going to be the case, I'm going to leave the city in his very capable hands and try to have some sort of semblance of a normal life while I still have the opportunity.