"Live, not lived," Willow retorted. "I don't live in some mystical planet." She hesitated, ever so slightly. "I mean, Sunnydale has it's own Hellmouth and all, but, but Earth isn't some fantasy!"
The man flinched as though slapped. Willow froze in place. Had she done that? She was frustrated, sure, but... well, it wouldn't be the first time she'd worked her will without meaning to.