[His awkwardness makes her smile, reminded suddenly of another brooding dark-haired man, well, vampire. It endears her to Jon. She misses Angel more than she'll admit but at the same time, she never wants to see him here. It would break her heart.] Right. Me too. Completely fine... [Perhaps that's a lie, but she's probably no worse off than anyone else.
Faith stills at the admission, staring down at the marshmallows now mostly melted in her cup.] Oh. [Right. That.]
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Date: 2020-12-14 01:02 am (UTC)Faith stills at the admission, staring down at the marshmallows now mostly melted in her cup.] Oh. [Right. That.]