[ Clever man. It doesn't really matter much at this point anyway, not since Spike got his soul, not as long as he's stuck here. As much as the demon still screams for blood, he can't do it. He turns down willing donors in favour of synthetic, in favour of second grade animal blood. He's being a good boy, which is why it's so much more hurtful when he gets shit for things he's no longer doing. ]
Can't say we got anyone like that back home. [ Not completely mindless, not without a will. ] People turn out differently. Some are more or less the same as they were when they were alive. Others... not so much.