[Buffy's reaction and having her apologize to Faith makes her feel like she's in the twilight zone. It's not the response she ever expected. It's a response that she couldn't have even really imagined. But then she's never been a particularly optimistic kind of gal.]

I messed up too. I know that. I know I should have said something. I liked being what we used to be again. The Chosen Two. And then we became more than that and it got even harder to say.

[She's no idea what they'd been, really. It hadn't been anything they'd put a name to, seeing as this place made everything so complicated. They'd certainly become more than friends.]

We've fought more, sure, seems like it's just our vibe now. But nothing like... what I did before. There was a minute there I got put in charge instead of you. That's really the only thing. Although I screwed up being in charge pretty quick so that was short-lived anyway.

[Faith ducks her head, staring into her now half-empty beer. Taking another sip, she lets out a long sigh afterward.]

There are things that have happened between your time and mine-- huge things-- but nothing I did. Still, they are things I'm just not sure that I should say.

[How could she even begin to explain to Buffy about her own death? Dawn? Willow falling off the deep end? Tara? Anya? Spike?]

If you really want me to tell you, I can. What I know anyway, seeing as I wasn't there for most of it. Prison and all. [It might even take some of the weight off Faith's shoulders, but she's not convinced it will do Buffy much good obsessing over her future like that once she knows.]