Angel Dust

[ Alastor silently lets Angel process this. They might be demons who earned a place in Hell, but even he finds disgust in what Vox and Val do to Angel. Which is why he had to bring it to light, no matter how ugly it is.

There's a lot to take in and feel, and he's hardly the best at comforting...

But he does reach out to lay a gentle hand on Angel's shoulder. ]

Not even I can say. I do know that Vox doesn't care for the people of the hotel, that's you. Even if he planted you at the hotel from the start, every feeling you've ever built there could never belong to him.

Here you have a great deal of people willing to help you. Ones that could provide you an extra sense of safety. Your Warden, John Doe and myself and Lucifer if you'd like. [ Along with whoever else Angel trusts here. ]