Spike makes his way towards Angel, gameface on. He is holding Miss Edith in one hand, and he isn't wearing his coat.

"You've got to love the recon job they did here," he growls. "Really good to know about all the nasty surprises that might pop up."

Cordelia seems to be alive, if not well. Spike doesn't ask after her. He can check in with all the victims when this is over. Instead, he holds up Miss Edith. "Got this."