Angel shrugged nonchalantly. "We could have more in common than that." he said lightly, and leaned back, his chair tilting backward and leaning against the desk. William was so quick to dismiss any consideration that he might have something in common with someone else. It was sad, pulled at Angel's heart a little, but he pushed it down.

"Yes." He nodded at the computer. "I promised to talk to my closest every day at lunch and in the evening. Keeps me close to them." He doubted William would go for such little things. But it bridged the gap between here and home, and he liked to keep his family close, stave off homesickness. Chris would be with his parents and sisters so they could hold a close conversation without leaving anyone out.