It was a pretty thought to think that it wasn't possible, but he didn't know what she did or who she was. He knew nothing about how Slayers worked or how they were created. But he did have a slight point in that maybe what she remembered was NotBuffy's enchanted desires and not her own. But the line was so blurred she didn't want to just ignore it. She needed to find that line to make sure she didn't fall into that trap. "You'd be surprised at how easy it is to go from happy to wanting to destroy the world, Oliver." She was reminded of how terrifyingly fast Willow had fallen, simply because of Tara's death. But had made some good points, the usual ones that she herself had said to others.
She pinched the bridge of her nose with a sigh. "It's so weird to be on the receiving end of this conversation. I swear, I'm usually standing where you are only in better shoes." See? She was trying to make an effort to climb back out of her bleak little hole she'd dug for herself. Not that his shoes were bad, but they weren't as cute as hers. "I hear what you're saying, and I know a lot of it is true. But I'm just so.. frustrated at myself right now." Frustrated wasn't the right word, not at all. But it would do for now.