[She wishes Angel was here. He'd be better at this sort of thing. Better at the whole pep talk, the saving-people-from-themselves deal. She feels woefully unprepared for it.
But she's what he's got, so she'll have to make it work. She continues slowly moving closer to the two as they talk.]
Thing is, I know a little something about something. About hating yourself. About thinking you're so diseased that the only cure is to let 'em put you down.
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[She wishes Angel was here. He'd be better at this sort of thing. Better at the whole pep talk, the saving-people-from-themselves deal. She feels woefully unprepared for it.
But she's what he's got, so she'll have to make it work. She continues slowly moving closer to the two as they talk.]
Thing is, I know a little something about something. About hating yourself. About thinking you're so diseased that the only cure is to let 'em put you down.