Leaving the office. Really, this time.

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"I don't know. I don't know why I said that," Wesley admitted. "I know it still matters. It just feels a bit... empty. As if nothing really happened here." He looked around the room.

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"I'm nearly done anyway," Wesley said, returning to the desk and closing the drawers. He shuffled through the papers and things on the top of the desk to make sure none of them was anything he needed.

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Not going to argue if Wesley wanted to leave, Spike slid his hands into the pockets of his coat and looked out of the windows into the main space of the floor again. He was vaguely surprised that Angel hadn't made another appearance, but he wasn't sorry for it. With Angel as a handy and suitable outlet, Spike would have been hard pressed to keep the violence to a minimum.

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Deciding that he was done, Wesley picked up the bottle of liquor, made sure the cap was on tightly, and tucked it into the box along with the other things. He picked the box up. "Okay, let's go."

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"Is there anything else you want to do while we're here?" Spike asked, heading toward the office door. "Or should we get out while we still can?"

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"I'm all set," Wesley said, following Spike, refusing to let himself turn around for one last look at the office. Besides, tomorrow he'd see Fred and the others -- that would be more difficult than leaving a room.

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"Need help with that?" Spike asked, though the box looked more than light enough for Wesley to carry.

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"No, I'm fine," Wesley said, aware that he was clutching the box rather tightly.