I suppose you could say that you and I are getting stronger too, then?

[In any case, Angel was relieved that Krieg was feeling better. She wouldn't pretend to know what internal illness plagued both him and his mind, but it was obviously distressing. And if she knew anything, it was that Krieg had suffered enough in his life. It was good that his new start was helping to, in more ways than one, ease his mind.]

But you are right. I am safe. And I am happy. [She looked up at him, smile shy and sheepish. Thanks in no small part to you and Murder Chicken, of course. You have been a good friend to me. I owe much to you.