"That's true," she nodded sombrely. Even when they were together, things had been difficult for one reason or another-- whether it was the disapproval of her friends, or the constant threat of apocalypse or the mountains of self-control required to stop at just kissing. None of it had been easy.

Her lips twitched just a little at his reaction, and she decided to offer further... incentive. "Yep. We talk. Long talking sessions. We went to the Bronze. There were even wings involved." Of course, her relationship with Spike had been very different to what she had with Angel, which probably explained a lot of it. She was also aware that, as bad as it sounded, Spike was still in love with her-- she could tell by the way he looked at her. He'd probably take any excuse to spend time with her, even if it was just platonic.

The affirmation from Angel did hurt, even if she did a valiant job of hiding it. She swallowed thickly, before replying. "I'm, umm." No, she wasn't glad, and there was no sense in an empty platitude. But her selfish personal feelings aside, she didn't want Angel to be lonely. She cared for him, in a way that went beyond the purely romantic- beyond jealousy. Because yes, she was jealous. "You deserve to be happy." Pause. "Not too happy, but. You know what I mean."