Angel kept to herself throughout most of the trip, letting herself get in a nap, wanting to be rested for the journey ahead.<br/><br/>Once they got to the place, however, her demeanor shifted from nervous to purposeful, belaying any sort of normal human interaction.  She did a quick glance-over of the area as she got some of her things, then moved over to the fire escape of one of the abandoned warehouses nearby, climbing her way up and setting up shop to allow her to do surveillance.<br/><br/>If anyone wanted to follow with her, she would help them up as well, but she expected this task to be a solo operation.  Even in the dark, it didn't take her very long to set up her sniper rifle and to get the scope set up, thanks to years of autonomic reflexes working the instrumentation and allowing her to keep her concealment.  She chose the thermal binoculars for the time being but had a night-vision scope set up onto the sniper rifle, just in case it became necessary.<br/><br/>In her own stupid, sentimental way, she wanted to see this go well and give White the chance to prove himself.  It didn't change her actions or her focus, but she did feel a little bad giving him a hard time.  Orpheus was trying to make everything peaceful, but life apparently never wanted to be easy, no matter what side of life you were on.<br/><br/>When the final click of the weapon came into place, and the scope gave a soft green layover of the warehouse window, she clicked her headset back on, "Ready."