"No, I really don't think so. I believe it may have more to do with how Angel's soul was taken from him than your own magic. Someone may have had some sort of protection spell over him to keep you or anyone else from re-ensouling him until a certain time or until he was 'supposed' to get his soul back." He was glad to see that she felt a little more relieved now.
Besides, he knew that, if something really *was* wrong with her magic, it might very well make her sick. Willow and magic were so connected now that it being taken away from her might kill her. When she was taken to the coven after nearly destroying the world, the idea of just taking her magic from her had been brought up, only for it to get quickly tossed aside for that purpose. It was the same reason why draining magic from others would kill them outright or nearly do so. Luckily, she looked fine, at least physically.
He caught the stutter when she explained why she had made protection pouches and why they were too late. He didn't really buy it, though. Sure, they were probably for when Angelus appeared, but he suspected that there was a lot more to the story than he was getting told. He'd question her again later when they weren't in public, though. He'd find out sooner or later. He didn't want to be out of the loop anymore.
"The coffee is fine, Willow," he said. He could make better if he set his mind to it. Honestly, it mainly just made him want tea. However, he needed the caffeine right now. Sleeping on a motel bed wasn't doing wonders for his ability to sleep well. That was part of the real reason behind his coffee drinking. He wasn't sure if Willow needed anything else to make her more...jumpy, though.