"That's one hell of a judgment leap." The comment comes out flat, but it remains otherwise benign, any criticism shoved to the wayside as Angel sifts through the details as they're given to him piece by piece. The picture is still an incomplete one, but his expression turns grim.

"Think it's safe to say there aren't any slumber parties in your future, at least." He shifts slightly, considering. "The thing about that event? It didn't create any thoughts or feelings that weren't already there. Only amplified them, either through heightened emotions or the lack of a conscience to temper them."