Another slow pause. Another slow breath. Trying to ease the sting in her lungs of it all. Is she supposed to feel happy, or sad? Glad, or relieved? She doesn't know. That's her father - and once she had been a happy little girl. Once he had been the person, above all others, that she wanted to please. He had been her whole world.

There was no betrayal worse than that.

Angel swallows. Stuck like a data error streaming out the same broken code.

"That... that must be good, for you - and the other vault hunters. Lilith, Mordecai, Brick and Roland too? I know... they fought for so long, they must be really partying now, huh?"