“you’re not the only one…Spike can be quite a …difficult person to get along especially since he sees me as his enemy” He shrugged his slightly broad shoulders, reaching up with his free hand to rub his forehead “I still don’t know his reason…I try to be civil to him but he spits in my face….he so infuriating!” He growled under his breath then exhaled a breath trying to manage his rage but he could feel it burning in his very skin and his features altered some, taking on a slightly more eerie visage that made his veins so pronounced in their hue and his eyes taking on a silvery manner. She was seeing the true effect of the disease, what he could hide under his more human-like appearance. He released her hand, twisting his head away from her view.