Angelica was doing what would have kept her calm as a kid, and it was working, thank god. She didn't relish getting hit with that fucking stick that was sure. She was a little unsure about why he asked if his dad was involved, but wasn't even going to get into that. Her main goal was to keep the kid safe and make sure that she got him back to camp, and avoid getting hit with the stick again. Once the kid processed everything Angelica figured he might get upset, but she wasn't in the kid's head, so she didn't know.
He gave her his name and Angelica gave a slight, slow nod. That was getting her somewhere for now. What would she want to know next? "Milo, do you....do you want me to tell you what I know about this place?" That would be what she wanted to know rather than to be dragged back to the camp of people.