He clamps his mouth closed, but then when she mentions Dru he grins and spins a chair around, straddling it. "Oh, you would've like her..." he pauses, glancing at the ceiling, "Or possibly hated her. There wasn't a lot of middle ground between her and other women. Sometimes it surprised me that Darla didn't end her, but then again, she didn't want to anger her precious Angelus, did she? Dru was my mother to this life, and so much more...my love, my reason. Of course, she was also absolutely mad."