Angel still doesn't say anything, just casually folds the top corner of the page he's on over and shuts the book. He sits back and presses his lips into a thin, unrelenting line as he leans back and shakes his head by way of answering.

Don't be fooled by all that calm, Cordelia. Beneath that he's still freaking out and shutting down like this is his way of keeping all that at bay.