( both brows raise and her mouth opens, ready to toss out some sort of retort at him, but all she can do is laugh. ) You're lucky you're cute.
( at his squeeze she makes it a point not to let go. adjusting her hold so when he wants to and when he's ready to let go, he can, but letting him know she isn't going anywhere. so for now she lets him talk about Doyle, a small smile on her face as she listens, trying to picture exactly what his friend might have looked like. which is something a little like Xander, if he were half-demon. considering Angel isn't exactly Xander's biggest fan, she doesn't mention that's who Doyle reminds her of. overall though, what she means to say is, ) He sounded nice. I'm sorry I didn't get the chance to meet him, and that you didn't get to figure things out before they pulled you here. ( she'd add that maybe he could try to get things figured out while he's here, but there's no point. not in the grand scheme of thing, because everything they do here is forgotten as soon as they're back home. however, ) It might be a long shot, but it's still a shot, that maybe the Powers in charge of the city will decide to bring him here. I mean, if they can pull four of us from different points, anything's possible. ( forever the optimist, even here.
blushing at him compliment she ducks her head and laughs again. ) Unconventional is a nice way of putting it. ( she knows she can be a little (or a lot) unorthodox and radical. pushing against the boundaries and the standards Giles and the Council and destiny expect her to adhere to. ) Anyone ever tell you you're really good for an ego boost?
( because he is. and he's also good for making her stomach flip. this time not in a good way. ) He doesn't ascend right in front of everyone, does he? ( please say no, please say no... ) The whole school? ( she preens just the slightest before her stomach drops, because oh, she's got a really bad feeling about what the answer is gonna be to, ) I didn't blow the gym up ─ ( again ) ─ did I?
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( at his squeeze she makes it a point not to let go. adjusting her hold so when he wants to and when he's ready to let go, he can, but letting him know she isn't going anywhere. so for now she lets him talk about Doyle, a small smile on her face as she listens, trying to picture exactly what his friend might have looked like. which is something a little like Xander, if he were half-demon. considering Angel isn't exactly Xander's biggest fan, she doesn't mention that's who Doyle reminds her of. overall though, what she means to say is, ) He sounded nice. I'm sorry I didn't get the chance to meet him, and that you didn't get to figure things out before they pulled you here. ( she'd add that maybe he could try to get things figured out while he's here, but there's no point. not in the grand scheme of thing, because everything they do here is forgotten as soon as they're back home. however, ) It might be a long shot, but it's still a shot, that maybe the Powers in charge of the city will decide to bring him here. I mean, if they can pull four of us from different points, anything's possible. ( forever the optimist, even here.
blushing at him compliment she ducks her head and laughs again. ) Unconventional is a nice way of putting it. ( she knows she can be a little (or a lot) unorthodox and radical. pushing against the boundaries and the standards Giles and the Council and destiny expect her to adhere to. ) Anyone ever tell you you're really good for an ego boost?
( because he is. and he's also good for making her stomach flip. this time not in a good way. ) He doesn't ascend right in front of everyone, does he? ( please say no, please say no... ) The whole school? ( she preens just the slightest before her stomach drops, because oh, she's got a really bad feeling about what the answer is gonna be to, ) I didn't blow the gym up ─ ( again ) ─ did I?