[He still feels like he ought to say more - something more meaningful, and it's doubly difficult with his mind already not at its clearest. So in the end he settles for what he knows.]

Well. Welcome to the other side. If you were a neonate, I would say congratulations. [It's halting, but manages to be about as dryly humorous as he can pull off right now.]

To those who feed on them, humans are cattle. [It's the plain truth, and he doesn't try to sweeten it. But this being Angel, he does add a little more softly:] though if it improves your feeling, all three of us had greater concerns in our existence than cruelty for its own sake.