[Spike is quiet for a few moments, unreadable, his face unmoving past the crease of his brow. He scoots a little closer to Sparkling finally, dipping lower so he can look the other in the face.]

That's rough, [he admits,]

I can't even imagine. A world like that sounds too good to be true, to be honest. I'm kind of jealous.

[Spike smiles in a bit of a line. Even if they shouldn't deserve it plays over and over in his head.

Spike rests his hand under Sparkling's, thumb rubbing the joint of Sparkling's own in a tender gesture.]

Maybe you won't get to go back there. But you can take comfort in in the fact... You've been that, for others. A safe place, to... be.