She eyes him a bit and then shrugs. He'll talk when he's ready to talk. She goes over to start picking grapes.

It's...rather a warm day, and even more so when they start working. After about an hour, Angela heads into the house for water, and comes out, giving him a bottle.

"Don't want you to get dehydrated," she murmurs to him. And then she goes back to picking after drinking from her own bottle. "How many baskets do you think we'll need?"