"I can handle advice." He gestures towards the open door to the smaller office, indicating that Alex should go first-- it would allow them at least a moderate amount of privacy, and given how difficult it had been to get Alex to come in to talk in the first place, Angel is sure he'll need all the encouragement he can get as far as feeling free to speak openly.

"Have a seat."

He walks in and turns to rest against the edge of the desk rather than taking the seat behind in, arms folded across his chest as he looks towards the empty chair situated across from him.