"Okay...so I can work with that," Buffy said, a smile just barely tugging at the corner of her lips. "It's weird. I know it's weird. I was sixteen years old when I got shoved into it. Think about it. You've had to have had cases that didn't make sense, that you didn't solve. Missing people that never get found. I'm sorry. I wish I could keep you in the dark. I wish you didn't have to know. I'm sorry," she finished with a half whisper.

She looked up at him. "I can tell you everything now. All those things I couldn't talk about...I can now."