"The only thing I love remotely about your ass involves my foot coming into unpleasant contact with it!" Buffy hissed, her hands now balled up into fists at her sides side Ambrose had pulled his away. She could only hope that her master would be able to believe her once Lucius had left, because it was already breaking her heart to think he might believe it all.
"It's probably for the best," she added, a little more controlled as looked back at Lucius, pleading with him silently not to make it any worse.