Willow cleared her throat uncomfortably. She considered what she was about to say carefully to the stranger who felt humanish enough. What was it with everyone preferring Spike soulless and evil? Sure, it was kind of fun when he had the chip, but that wasn't the same thing.
The witch opted to, instead of speaking or long explanations, raise her hand slowly to point at her own head, or more specifically: hair. She then lowered her arm slowly.
"Now to be fair, he started it. The whole breaking in thing and the fact that he's tried to kill me before. The soul's kinda there for a reason."
Willow wished she could gage the jinn's reaction, but was unable to see her face.