Angel eyed the flute held out to him, nose telling him that one's pig's blood while the other...isn't. Cordelia must've spoken to him about that or someone else from his world who knew the non-Angelus version of himself was on a non-human diet. "Thanks," he said, taking the glass from the younger vampire.

"Her? Who?" Despite that, his eyes darted over to where Cordelia stood before focusing back in on Levi.