Angel nodded. "When there's time, we'll talk. I don't like this anymore than you do. We've been taking the easy way out in keeping eachother in the dark, but it's time we stopped that unless we're looking to drive a bigger wedge in between us. I want to be your friend, Buffy, I just... I'm not sure I know how to be. Coming clean about...everything sounds like the right way to start."

He eyed the necklace she toyed with, half expecting it to be the silver cross he'd given her once upon a time. Instead, he found a small pendant-- a snowflake. He could easily guess where it came from or who, rather.

"You've got it bad for this kid, don't you?"