Angel was sitting with you in the parlor as you watched a random show he turned on in boredom. He realized you were acting weirder than normal after a certain scene came on that reminded you of your own traumatic experience with a similar event. He frowned and wrapped one arm around your shoulder, another one sifted its hand through your hair, and the other two wrapped around your waist in a hug. "I...ain't gonna pry into what happened...but doll face, I can tell by those eyes...you still blame yourself for it..." He said softly, the two arms wrapped around your waist moved up to cup your face, he looked down at you with a serious expression. "But sweet cheeks, whatever you went through wasn't your fault. None of it was and none of it ever will be. And I can assure you now, it ain't eva gonna happen again as long as I'm here. I can handle myself just fine, so, what's handling one more person?" He smiled down at you and kissed your forehead, changing the channel to your favorite show. "You're safe with me, toots. N'that'sa promise."