"Shut up." Buffy's fists clench. Oh, but she would love to...No. She inhales deeply and tries to scrape together a little more composure. If what Angelus is saying is true, then she had reparations to make. For things she doesn't even remember doing. How does one even broach that subject? Sorry I don't remember cheating on you? And he's...well, she kinda likes the guy. In a friendly, interested kind of way.
come here -- i'm gonna smear another colour over you;
Buffy turns away. Facing the wall is easier.