The second he opened the door and she saw him, Buffy's heart lurched painfully in her chest. He kept his face a careful mask, but knowing Ambrose he was probably keeping everything just at bay. She swallowed the lump in her throat, her own regret and shame on top of everything she'd said the day before weighing heavily as she looked down at the ground before stepping into the house beside her master.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled genuinely, fixing Lucius with a Look that she hoped conveyed that he should not press the matter.