Huh. Well. Giles had given her a lot to think about, just like she knew he would. Or well, she had hoped he would and he had! Still good old reliable Giles for Willow. Despite the whole-- ceiling throwing trying to kill him thing. That time seemed to long ago for everyone else Willow thought. But for it was like yesterday.
The darkness she had tasted then, the black magic as they called it, still beckoned to her. Still tried to lure her over to the wrong side of things. And it was tempting, oh so tempting some days to just give in and go over there. When things didn't go the way she wanted to it was just easy to give in and-- let go.
Like not being able to return Angel's soul the way she was supposed to do, the way she had been able to do twice before. Wouldn't she have felt it if there was some sorta protection in place she could not help but wonder. Wouldn't the spell have bounced off that? It would have, so what was going on there? Fishy, that's what it was. And now Buffy's kinda really distant behaviour made-- actually it was fishy too.
What had happened? What had the Slayer done? Had to be something. Hmmm.
Willow glanced at her watch and frowned. She still wanted to go to some realters to check out some property. The idea to start a shop here, a magic shop, kept on lingering in the forefront of her mind. The red head figured just, you know, shopping around wouldn't hurt.
"Great," she said at Giles' words. "I think I'll go get one on the go then. Got another appointment of a sort," she explained, giving her a small smile. The first one in-- weeks. Smile that was. "Thanks so much for the talk, Giles," she said to the man gratefully as she got up and leaned in to kiss the man's cheek. "It's been really helpful."