Spike couldn't help but to chuckle a bit at Parker's expense. He didn't mean to seem cruel, but she reminded him so much of himself at that moment...
"I know," he said. "It's like being in a room full of bullets when all you need is a gun." He scuffed his boot against the floor and half-shrugged. "Can't say I didn't like the action. Psychotic cannibals come out to play, and suddenly there's something to do... Even if that something brings you closer to death, it's something." Spike had strange logic, but to him it made perfect sense.
"I should have gone out there Friday," he added under his breath, though he knew he'd have never made it much farther than the door.