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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[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Yes," Wesley said, nodding.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike pushed the button and leaned against the wall, watching Wesley instead of the doors sliding shut in front of them. "You know, sometimes I really hate this sodding soul," he said conversationally, trying to fill up the silence. "I can't even enjoy his pain properly anymore."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry that he's upset," Wesley said, looking down into the box. "But I don't think we're doing the wrong thing."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"We aren't." Spike glanced up at the display of descending numbers, which were not moving as quickly as he would have liked. "Well, you aren't, anyway; I don't really factor into it."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley considered arguing that point, but he wasn't sure he could manage to do so successfully. Now that they were away from Angel, it was really starting to sink in what had transpired. "He destroyed them."