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We're both okay. I'm.. [ Come on, Rupert. ] It's just a concussion. I'll be fine. Buffy..

[ There's a lot he needs to say. Should say, as her friend and her mentor and her Watcher. As the closest thing she has to a father. As a man who loves her. It's hard to get the right words in the right places, so he focuses on the most important ones. ]

Buffy. It wasn't your fault. Promise me.. promise me you're not blaming yourself for what he's done.

[bronze]

Giles, come on.

( enforced levity — the least she can do is not make this any worse. )

You're not supposed to do any thinking while you're recovering from a concussion. You're definitely not supposed to do any worrying. It's — I'll be fine. ( she takes a breath. ) I just — I feel really bad, about Amy. She didn't sign up for this. And Angelus, he — got to someone, before I got to him. So.

( too slow. not good enough. maybe you're not as good as you think you are.

stupidly, she gasps through the phone receiver, and starts crying. )