"I'm sure he'll get over it in no time. It's really my fault. He was coming in here to help me look and I was sure that you weren't in here. But he wanted to check for himself for notes and stuff. So, it is really my fault. Sorry."
When she said summoned my mind went all blanky. It was almost like she was talking in another language or something because her being a vengeance demon was so not how I saw her I sometimes forgot even that that was what she was. Even though that was the reason why I was alive in the first place.
Shaking my head to clear it from the inner babble I asked, "By who?" Great, ask an obvious question Buffy. Usually vengeance demons got summoned by people that needed vengeance. Duh.
It seemed like she really wasn't paying attention to me being dumb because she brought up Xander again. I tried to joke with her, "You probably just gave him the thrill of his life." When she turned and looked at me I guessed that I had made the wrong choice. Looking down at the carpet I said, "Maybe that wasn't the best thing to say right now." When she magically changed the carpet shade I knew something was seriously wrong. For her to be spelling it up so much in such a short amount of time... she was really upset.
Sat down next to her on the floor. "You can tell me about it, y'know? Even though I'm usually the one between the two of us that doesn't shut up, you can talk to me too. I'll even promise not to talk until you're done if you want."