Byleth really can nail him down so well. Angeal was going to deny needing anything, almost instantly, but, well. Byleth beats him to the punch, and he falls silent.

He... knows how that feels. The desire to take care of another, the time that comes with such things, getting to know other people. It's always been something that he's enjoyed on a level. Ever since he was a kid, peeking over the fence into an orchard and seeing a redhead with no friends.

Angeal sighs, silent for a second. "...If you ever want to just visit us more, that wouldn't be a bad thing. It's a bit stuffed of a house already, but company is never a bad thing."