[her eyes flicker to the scythe, lingering uncertainly on the glitter of the blade, before she forces herself to shrug and meet Buffy's gaze once more. Her own wings fold flat against her back, as if that might protect them if she needs to fight.]
Yeah, well, figured we'd have to do the reunion thing at some point.
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Yeah, well, figured we'd have to do the reunion thing at some point.