Her first response was to arch an eyebrow. It's been to long for what? She was acting like she knew Buffy, and this woman, though somewhat familiar, she was sure she'd never met before. She glanced from her, to the vampire, and waited. Slowly, the first woman's appearance changed, and Buffy's jaw nearly hit the floor.
"Anya? Is that you?" she was older, and she was burned. She was from the future. That had to be the truth, because younger Anya, Buffy had seen her not that long ago. Oddly enough, not that hard to believe considering this place, and what experience Buffy had when it came to time travel. Everything had gone to hell? What had gone to hell.
The woman, Lauren, wasn't it? Confirmed that it was actually Anya, and Buffy took one step forward, both confused and worried. What on earth had happened to her?
"Who did this to you?" she said, a demanding tone behind it. Not demanding for her to answer, but demanding to find out so she could go and kick their asses before they even thought of doing what. "Save it from who?"
And yet, she was willing to guess she knew. Because the fear that Twilight was coming had been with her since she got here. It was only a matter of time. She knew, for a fact, it would be their hardest fight yet, but all she had got was that they'd deal with it when it happened.