Wesley felt rather trapped -- it wasn't as if he could convince Angel to behave by threatening to leave, as staying was his only way to be sure that Angel would tell the others as he'd said he would. "Spike," he said gently, reaching out and taking the vampire's wrist, feeling the tension and strength there. "Yes, I'm perfectly aware that Angel's goading you into this, and so is he."
Angel actually had the decency to look a bit ashamed, but he crossed his arms over his chest stubbornly. "He needs to drop the superior attitude."
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Date: 2004-10-07 11:00 am (UTC)Angel actually had the decency to look a bit ashamed, but he crossed his arms over his chest stubbornly. "He needs to drop the superior attitude."