It was weird to be so... seen? So obviously understood by someone who had no involvement in the shit he was in back in Hell.

"Two horny people I can handle. Well— I could handle more than two..." the jokes would not turn off either way. Angel leaned down to kiss him, upper arms sliding around his neck. If Angel had a dick (he did) there was no obvious bulge in the tight shorts he wore, nor any indication of it when he rolled his hips into Finnick.