Considering where she'd been. Of course. He knew as well as she did what hell was and the very idea bothered her more than she'd ever let on. Angel had caused that for them. For both of them and she'd make him pay for it however long it took her. She liked to think she could be pretty damn creative all in all. But Lindsey was definitely right in the assumption. "No, no one wants hell on earth. Might be a different hell, but its still a hell and I have no wish to see it in a place where something good has finally happened to me" Even if it did mean Team White Hat from home coming along with it. If they tried anything she'd turn her attentions to making them suffer too. And she'd manage it. She usually did.
"By stay out of it, you mean mock them occasionally right?" she asked, wanting to get that one, very important little fact clear. She did enjoy making them feel bad. Sipping at her coffee she listened to Lindsey explain about the apartment being safe, she trusted him. He knew what he was doing. He always did, and who wanted the complex and their creepy mob mentality anyway. The rest of what he said though, "I still should have known he'd try something. He was never gonna let you be part of the team and I knew that. I knew. I should have warned you more" It bothered her that she hadn't, and that he hadn't listened. Brushing it off as an impossibility. He'd thought Angel wasn't capable of doing what he did. He'd underestimated the vampire. And that was always a mistake.
She slid a hand across the table as he told her he was happier here, that he had her here. He was right, being here, with him. It was the happiest she'd felt since before that battle against the Black Thorn. "Then we stay here, and anything they do to send us back again I'll plan on stopping. It'll give me a hobby"