[h2]Cyare Staunton[/h2]

"It's his name," Cyare commented offhandedly, most of her attention fixed on her food and coffee. She was content to eat while she listened to Wes and Rei's thoughts, especially with food like this, but she didn't want to run the risk of Rei confusing the man further. "He likes nicknames. Practicality has nothing to do with it, he just likes it."

Another long draught of coffee chased the last of her sandwich, and served to disguise her smile. Things were working out quite well. Angel would be absolutely invaluable for their patrols, he couldn't help but be endearing. A public relations boon for sure. The quiet would be nice, too. 

Crepes were, of course, ridiculous.

They were working.

"I'm just about done. You ready to go, Angel?"