Unable to help roll her eyes at him, she just snorted. It wasn't like she wasn't covered in scars. Little ones here and there of course and then the massive one that went through her stomach and had a matching one on the back side. Only one thing that caused that though of course she'd had her share of other injuries. Getting tossed around by Angel and the Beast had given her a couple, that was for sure. "Dude even Willow would want to see you naked, and she's gay." was all he got back, instead of just telling him to shut up.
It looked like she had relented some, "Can't do anything but focus on the present right? What's done is done." Everyone had to learn that sooner or later. It just came easier to the two of them. "Yeah, that's putting it mildly." She inhaled from her cigarette and blew it out. Trying to picture someone Wesley's dad was pretty easy, sad to say. Just judging by the way she knew him. And Watcher's in general. "Sounds like the shit that went on in just about every fucking foster home I went to. Y'know before I bashed his head in and went to juvie." It was amazing she was talking about it this much too really. She just didn't seem to mind him hearing about it because she knew he wouldn't ever try to comfort her. She really didn't need it.
Before he opened the door she turned around to face him with her hands on her hips. "Uh.. y'know.. for the record.. it wasn't your fault. The way I treated you, it wasn't cause.. you were soft. It was.. I'd say it was my fault and it is but.." her hands slid into her back pockets. "No one ever gave a shit about me until Diana and she trained me y'know? And I've seen some fucked up shit in my day. I've done a lot of fucked up .. horrific shit.. but what.. what Kakistos did to her was.. there ain't even a word for it. I.. I didn't want that shit to happen to someone else on my watch y'know?"
Then she turned around, and headed into the kitchen so that she could get them more to drink and meet him back on the floor with drinks in hand.