Angelus was your guardian. Technically, a guardian angel and all. But you didn't like him a lot since he was overprotective of you. One time, he appeared in your kitchen just because of a small burn. Well, not a small burn, but you get it.

"Hey, are you okay?"

He asked in a soft, concerned tone, holding your hand with the burn on it. It was obvious he was concerned and worried for your wellbeing.