Here's what Angel did during the whole Triton fiasco:
Nothing.
Well. That wasn't entirely true. He drank a lot, played cards with whoever was still hanging out at the inn, and just sort of hoped whatever bullshit was happening outside wouldn't come inside. Thankfully, it didn't. This place was holding up pretty well. Shame the owner wasn't.
"Rough couple of days, babycakes?" Angel finally asked a handful of days after the whole... ordeal, leaning his elbows on the bar and his chin in his hands.
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Nothing.
Well. That wasn't entirely true. He drank a lot, played cards with whoever was still hanging out at the inn, and just sort of hoped whatever bullshit was happening outside wouldn't come inside. Thankfully, it didn't. This place was holding up pretty well. Shame the owner wasn't.
"Rough couple of days, babycakes?" Angel finally asked a handful of days after the whole... ordeal, leaning his elbows on the bar and his chin in his hands.