"Liam, that's -" Not what she was expecting. Yet, expecting anything when it came to Angel was a bit of a wasted effort. He always surprised her. It took her a moment to acknowledge there was anything different to his voice. "You've dropped the accent." She couldn't recall a time where she'd heard him slip from American to Irish - or maybe he had and she just hadn't been paying attention enough. She wanted to ask him if the American accent was a front, whether he put it on to further distance himself - or disguise himself, she wasn't sure - from home.

But she didn't feel like it was the time or place to ask him something he hadn't even told Darla, of all freaking people. "I like your name."