[Beckett doesn't know if she means to get this reaction out of him, but at Angel's accusation he visibly flinches.] You know that is the opposite of - you know. [That he doesn't, wouldn't, could never demand that she live for him. Of course she knows. This is just her stabbing where he's vulnerable.

His shoulder is stone-stiff and shaking slightly with tense energy under Enoch's hand. Poor Enoch just wants peace, and he deserves it. But maybe this is something he can't understand. He's too, well, too whole.]

I'd like us to focus on that, yes. Escaping together. [His voice is similarly tight.] But I think some of us aren't all ready to leave yet.

[He may not just be talking about Angel, but it's hard to tell.]