York stops in to visit Angela regularly these days, usually after long security shifts at the Ingress Complex. He wears his armor to work and rarely changes before seeing her -- the receptionists at her clinic have long since stopped startling at the sight of him and his weapons but the first few visits were amusing to say the least. It's late, tonight. They're just about closed up but he's waved in anyway and makes his way down the hall to Angela's office, his footsteps softer than they should have any right to be when he's wearing a full suit of armor.