“I have no idea how the fuck it works. I woke up in a ditch I’m the woods about five years ago and haven’t rested in peace since. I mean, I don’t use the word ‘zombie’ because the implications are bad. Or maybe the PR is.”

Angel, meanwhile, is so still that he seems to take less space. Even his smile is a quick flashing thing that vanishes too soon, as though moving his face muscles is extra work that doesn’t come easy.