"L?" Angel turns the book back around, drawing up so he can inspect the edge closer. "That is an L." Oh. "That's an L."

The book's dropped and the pad of paper drawn closer as Angel scratches out one translation in favor of replacing it with another. That being an L and not a J changes everything. A text he was about to deem worthless just became an invaluable temporary fix to the problem of Dawn disappearing. Translated properly, it tells him exactly what he needs to know: That his hunch is more reality that not — and more importantly, that it's possible.

"I think I just figured out a way to save your sister."