Buffy laughed a little and took a seat beside Eliot on the futon. She only shook her head, keeping quitely to herself. Maybe she should tell him and get it out of the way? Maybe it would help him better understand why she was here in the first place and shed some light on why she was the way she was around guys? It was worth a shot, and he would either like her or dislike her when she was done. Angel had been almost as bad as a love choice as Spike.
"Have I ever told you the history between Angel and I?"
She looked over at him, wondering if she had in passing conversation. She had already told him and showed him a lot about her life and she wouldn't have been surprised if he knew. Maybe someone else had made it easy for her and told him about what had happened. She didn't know.
Buffy looked back to her food in silence and stuck her fork into the pile of spaghetti. She wasn't really that hungry, and the fact that she just sat there twirling her fork over and over again made it obvious.