"Why not?" Fred asked Wesley. "Were we supposed to be planning a surprise for him, which I ruined by mentioning it?"
To keep Wesley from having to stammer out some lie to that adorably worried face, Spike said, "Something like that, but you haven't ruined anything. He already knew."
"Are you guys going to sit?" Gunn said, still standing behind his chair. "'Cause if you're going to keep hovering, I might as well stay where I am and not get a crick in my neck."
"No, we'll sit." Angel pulled out the chair at one end of the table and sat down, looking a bit like he was about to face his execution. Although, given how well he knew Darla, Spike expected that Angel's death was far more pleasant than this discussion was going to be.
Spike hung back to follow Wesley's lead on where he wanted to sit and whether he wanted Spike next to him.
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Date: 2004-10-11 05:47 am (UTC)To keep Wesley from having to stammer out some lie to that adorably worried face, Spike said, "Something like that, but you haven't ruined anything. He already knew."
"Are you guys going to sit?" Gunn said, still standing behind his chair. "'Cause if you're going to keep hovering, I might as well stay where I am and not get a crick in my neck."
"No, we'll sit." Angel pulled out the chair at one end of the table and sat down, looking a bit like he was about to face his execution. Although, given how well he knew Darla, Spike expected that Angel's death was far more pleasant than this discussion was going to be.
Spike hung back to follow Wesley's lead on where he wanted to sit and whether he wanted Spike next to him.