Angel had the same look on his face, tired of the constant fighting and aggrivation. "I was being good and trying to deal with Willow. I've told her that she doesn't need to keep doing this." He watched her pick up the unused pack of cigarrettes and shook his head just a little bit. "Things aren't the same. Doesn't mean that those feelinds don't come back up." He looked at her, seeing the anger in her eyes and sat where Willow had once sat.
"Alrigt, heads outta my ass." He didn't even say anything back to the petty fights. Angel listened to what she was saying and remembered every last bit of it. "Nothing left for me." He sighed, realizing that everything that she was saying was true. His life was fighting with Faith and not in Los Angeles or Sunnydale...or what was left of sunnydale at least.
Angel watched as the door shut behind him as well, frowning just a little bit. "If you hadn't come along when you did...it would have been a lot worse." He smiled a little and looked over at Faith , crossing his arms against his chest. "Just who is this and I am proud and amazed." He stood up and walked over to where she was, nudging her a little.