Angel had never put much stock in Jack's words and warnings -- or at least hadn't done so toward the end of her own life. Still, she almost had to laugh at how Alisha alone seemed to spit in the face of her father's logic.

Really, it was almost amusing how similar Alisha was to some of the Vault Hunters. She had the same crass mannerisms, the same dry wit. Around her, Angel almost started to feel like she was at home.

Minus the parts involving Jack, of course.

"I appreciate it, but..." Angel gave the woman a serious look. "Let me know how I can repay you at some point, alright?"