He thought it was a touch ridiculous at first, had brushed off Doyle's insistence and tried to maintain the solitary lifestyle he'd adopted in the wake of departing from Sunnydale. But he hadn't been able to, because Doyle got him out there and made him open his eyes to the bigger picture, to see more of it than he was willing to see before. Whistler had put him on the right path to getting there, had directed him to Sunnydale knowing he wouldn't find solid footing there, knowing he would flee to the City of Angels and find his calling there.

Angel's at a point in his life where he wouldn't change it for the world. This is what he does, and he'll keep doing it for as long as he manages to live.

"Yeah. I guess it is."