Buffy glared at him, remaining silent as she got out of the car and looked up at the house. Maybe she could hope that it wouldn't go terribly. Maybe Ambrose wasn't even home, though she doubted it considering the time she'd been out and her little chat with Evie. With a heavy sigh, she prepared herself for possibly having to step in the middle of a fight if things got out of hand.
"That offer I gave you. Of taking the blood from me instead of her when you need it. I meant it, but can you not mention that to him?" she asked quietly as she walked up to the front door.