[ he lays down eye level with her even if he can't look at her face either, breathing shallowly though he has no reason to. his hand curls on the bed and he frowns. should'ves or could'ves in their relationship were more than meaningless, and buffy already knows he'd pull the moon down if he thought it was what she wanted. so her apology all but falls on deaf ears here. ] Fair. What the hell's that, huh? [ it's gentle though it just as easily could've come out another way. he smiles though it's visibly wan, flicking his eyes up to hers before dancing away just as fast. ]
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