“ You do
seem to have a certain talent for attracting such… things. ” The jab is ill-timed and entirely unnecessary…. and wonderfully
satisfying. Steadying her on her feet he looks around the dark, deserted
hallway. Nothing. “ Any chance of a more detailed description as we make our way back to the library, Miss Chase? ” he asks with a hint of sarcasm, lowering his voice
somewhat in case the assailant is still nearby.
His silence proves to be rather unnecessary, seeing as Cordelia stays LOUD as ever. “Not really. It came up at me from behind, and – hey, didn’t I tell you that already?” No, she hadn’t;not that she’d believe him if he bothered to tell her that. “You mean none of Buffy & co. have seen this thing at all yet? God, what is even the POINT of spending my time with all of you losers if all these monsters are just gonna try to kill me every other day anyway?”
“ ——And
the moment of genuine concern has passed. Do forgive me. Won’t happen again. ”
Weary breath precedes the offer of a hand held out.
“ Can you
stand? Tell me what happened. ”
Cordelia reluctantly takes his proffered hand, pulling herself back up to unsteady feet. “I don’t know what happened, okay? I was just minding my own business before that - that thing came out of nowhere and ATTACKED me!!”
