[Spike stops, staring at the snack in his hand, then looks up at the ceiling. He's been got, he's been had, stupid white haired boys reaching into his heart and reminding him hello, you have one, and you have to use it for more than just your fantasies of lost self-worth. Spike saunters back over, setting the snack down and sitting with Therion, and after a quiet moment of contemplative crunching on an apple slice, Spike prompts; ]
You think your new friend down there's hungry, too?
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You think your new friend down there's hungry, too?