Spike: Well, I certainly didn’t off her. Where are you getting this? You know I can’t.
Buffy: Right. The chip.
Spike: No, not the chip! Not the chip, dammit. You honestly think I’d go to the end of the underworld and back to get my soul and then Buffy, I can barely live with what I did. It haunts me. All of it. If you think that I would add to the body count now, you are crazy.
Spike: You mean no as in eventually?
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spike + buffy’s hair
The important thing is that I kept up my special birthday tradition of gut-wrenching misery and horror.
Their relationships in a nutshell.
Anyway, it raises an interesting question: do you need to trust a person to love one?
I’ve never been in love, so I don’t know shit.