But Angel has absolutely no right to pile more blame on Giles’s shoulder. Not Angel. Who murdered the woman Giles loved, and who tortured him for hours. Not Angel, with his expensive shoes, and his fancy car, and his arty-farty business cards, looking like the lead in a clichéd, second rate P.I. TV show. Not Angel.

You captured Giles perfectly in this fic. And I love his various impressions of Angel, not just the one I've quoted.

Gina