When Doyle first brings Amelia through the doors of Angel Investigations, the air changes. She’s a flicker of warmth in that cold, brooding office — all soft sweaters, sarcastic quips, and a sweetness that doesn’t quite hide the storm of anger that brews beneath her calm. She’s human, a witch, though her magic feels more like intuition and heart than ritual and power. Angel doesn’t know what to do with her at first — or more accurately, what to do with himself when she’s near.