Reality Bends to Desire

Spike had two choices in front of him: to remain as calm as inhumanly possible or to storm around the room, shouting and smashing things. Although senseless destruction was a very tempting thought, he decided that the first option was the better, since he could always switch to the second when it became necessary. For now, keeping a firm rein on his temper would help him to figure out when exactly Wesley had lost his mind. "Why would you want me to do that, pet?" His voice was neutral, almost entirely devoid of emotion.