Angel followed closely behind Alastor, humming happily to himself as his eyes playfully scanned the deer up and down. "What? You're sweet and I like you're meat~" If he wasn't afraid of instant karma, Angel would have slap that fine ass to bring home his point. But he resisted.

When the elevator doors closed and the two of them were alone, Angel leans his back against the wall his smile faded. Through the jokes he was glad to see Alastor in one piece. It was a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. He only teased to keep himself together. Something wasn't right, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Glad you're back." Angel's voice was hushed. "You alright, Al?"