[Her voice sounds cavalier as she takes another puff of her cigarette,
-she pulls the attacker off of Buffy and throws him against the far wall of the alley, stake already in hand. Buffy's desperate warning doesn't even register in her ears until after she feels the all-too-warm human flesh yielding to her weapon. He doesn't turn to dust, he just stares at her, silently gasping as he clutches his chest, now rapidly darkening and damp-
After entirely too long staring into space, she blinks and averts her eyes. Her free hand rises to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear a little too quickly, too awkwardly. When she speaks again, her voice is weaker.]
Well, shit happens, right? I mean, you don't know how things woulda gone if you hadn't.
Well now he's gone and done it. CW for a potentially graphic memory of mur-diddly-urdler.
[Her voice sounds cavalier as she takes another puff of her cigarette,
-she pulls the attacker off of Buffy and throws him against the far wall of the alley, stake already in hand. Buffy's desperate warning doesn't even register in her ears until after she feels the all-too-warm human flesh yielding to her weapon. He doesn't turn to dust, he just stares at her, silently gasping as he clutches his chest, now rapidly darkening and damp-
After entirely too long staring into space, she blinks and averts her eyes. Her free hand rises to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear a little too quickly, too awkwardly. When she speaks again, her voice is weaker.]
Well, shit happens, right? I mean, you don't know how things woulda gone if you hadn't.