She felt her lip tremble a little as she tried to get a hold of her emotions. When he blames himself, she shakes her head vehemently, frowning. "Wesley, I'm sure you would've done everything you could. All of you would. I just wasn't-" She cuts herself off, not wanting to finish that sentence. She wasn't strong enough. It overtook her and then she was gone.

It's almost a relief to hear that question, the one she knew was coming. It helps her smile a little and put a hand over his, squeezing it lightly. "We'd been dating for a few weeks....and from what I could tell, it'd been a long time coming." She remembered Cordelia telling her about the dinners for everyone Wesley had set up in order to have a little more time with her.

She'd been staring at their hands on the counter, but she does eventually let go, knowing she has to tell him this. "But I don't- please don't feel like I'm trying to push, or expecting anything here...I- I don't want you to make you uncomfortable, or...anything." She ducks her head a bit, knowing how awkward that came out. "It is what it is. Or was, or will be." She almost laughs at that, a brief bright smile appearing. "I'm going to have to figure out the proper tense for all these timeline things someday, so it doesn't sound quite so weird. I wonder if there are any."