( the instant she steps through the doors there isn't the slightest hesitation in moving forward – both literally and figuratively. no second-guessing her decision about having Faith meet her here to talk about them. about not necessarily forgetting but forgiving and letting the past stay where it is.

at least that's what Buffy's hoping for.

spotting Faith she makes her way over to the booth. awkwardly standing there a moment with a small smile and a, ) Hi. ( before slipping into the seat across from Faith.

noticing the two empty glasses sparks the realization she's likely made Faith stew unnecessarily. good job, Buffy. ) Shit, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you think this was gonna be a bad talk. It's not. I'm not. I mean, I'm not here to fight. In fact I asked you here for the opposite. ( she confesses in one long breath. )