"I'm aware," he chuckled softy, shaking his head, "but you have to understand she's not the same little sister you remember, either." he point out. "She's grown up. She's changed. She can protect herself pretty well after living in this insanity for two years." He watched her as she opted to walk around and look at the room. It was probably easier for her that way.
"That's always been your problem, Buffy, once you accepted your duty as a Slayer, you've always taken it over that line, trying to handle everything completely on your own." He shook his head, "Things never work out well when you do that, do they? You have to let someone else shoulder the burden every now and then, too." Hypocritical as that may have sounded coming from him, they both knew it was true.