Angel looks down, eyes following her hand's path. His mind jumps elsewhere and he looks up, consenting to the request with a nod. "A bit longer," he agrees, letting go of the hand he was still holding to reach up with both of his to start undoing buttons so she can tend to the damage River inflicted upon him.

Cordelia, if this is a way of distracting him from his brooding, it's working. For the moment.