Angel shook his head slowly. "I won't force you to talk to my friends, alright? I'll let it be a slow burn, how about that? Eventually you'll meet others too... hell, you'll probably forget about me then but it'll have worked, so that's what matters." He stood, shaking himself and straightening his shirt, and went back to his desk. Thankfully he hadn't even thought about home during his morning class, but he had twenty minutes to talk to Chris. Unwrapping his sandwich, Angel half-turned to Will. "Thanks for opening up to me." He added, nodding and smiling a little. "It had to be hard to do."