She was right, and he didn't have an answer for her, no one would give her the chance. No one would give her that oppertunity and at the same time, she wouldn't have given it to them either.
"The Slayer?" she asked, Personal interest it was the only one that made sense, or at least the only relationship she knew for sure to exist in those taken. Maybe there were more friends she didn't know about.
He was ready to leave, she knew it and yet she didn't want him to go. The things they'd talked about, the ideas he'd put in her mind, she wasn't quite sure what to do with.
"Anytime you want to talk, for whatever thats worth"