Angel took a step back from Wesley, "Nothing. Just checking... something."
It was nice to have a distraction in the form of a coffee mug. Angel hadn't had coffee before but he always enjoyed the smell. It wouldn't be long before he'd learn the joys of caffeine as well. He tried very hard to push away the comparisons to blood from his mind, though he wasn't entirely successful.
He set the mug back down.
"Between the Hell dimension my ex-girlfriend sent me to and the one LA was in when I was there last I can firmly say this is nicer. I mean, once you get past the zombies."