"Oh give me a bloody break. I used to snap annoying little things like you in half and give them to Dru." The threat was there and it was real, evidenced by the way he ground his shoes into the damn floor. And if only Dru, she could have given this batshit insane one a run for her money. But he was stopped from any rash actions, only because he was asked to.
"You're too stupid to understand," Spike finally finished with a huff and fingers trembling in anticipation of a cigarette. Instead, he put a strong and comforting arm around Enigma. But Kristina? Fuck her, she wasn't getting none of the former Big Bad.
"I was listening to the Ramones," Spike started, seeing no wrong in what he was doing. "And then my wall died," he finished in a deadpan manner.