Later, Angel waits in the hallway. Giles, Willow, Oz, and Xander burst in, asking how Buffy is. Angel guiltily tells them that she's fine. Oz suspiciously notes that Angel seems better too. They ask about Faith, and Angel fills them in on that front. He explains that Buffy "cured" him, and Giles quickly adds it up. Willow dumbly asks if Buffy will be a vampire, but Angel says she didn't feed off him. Aargh! First off, wouldn't Buffy also have had to, you know, die? She fed off Dracula and didn't become a vamp, as far as we know. And secondly, they break that rule in this very episode, as I'll mention later. Grr. As Ace said in her recap of the first part of this episode, we recappers have to be made of stern stuff. Although at least I never had to recap Dawson's Creek, right, Sars? ["Seriously. When the show isn't any good in the first place, failures of canonical continuity seem even more distracting." -- Sars] Anyway. Xander, predictably, is the first to judge: "Well, it's just good to know that when the chips are down and things look grim you'll feed off the girl who loves you to save your own ass." Angel looks like Xander just read his thoughts word for word. Giles neutrally tells Angel to go, that they'll watch Buffy. Angel doesn't want to, but Giles says the sun will be up soon. So? They're inside. These days it seems like Angel can go for a daytime stroll on the beach as long as he brings a black umbrella. Anyway, he leaves. Xander: "Gosh, I'm really gonna miss him when he leaves town." To paraphrase Smithers on The Simpsons, I'm sure the feeling is more than mutual.
Buffy walks around Faith's apartment. There are boxes everywhere, and it's daytime. Smells like a dream sequence. A cat jumps into the picture, and Buffy asks who's going to look after him. Faith's voice cuts in that "it's a she, and aren't these things supposed to take care of themselves?" She walks into the picture, and she and Buffy have a cryptic conversation. Rather than dissect every word, I'll simply transcribe it and try to make some sense of it after:
Buffy: A higher power guiding us?
Faith: I'm pretty sure that's not what I meant.
Buffy: There's something I'm supposed to be doing.
Faith: Oh, yeah. Miles to go. Little Miss Muffet counting down from seven-three-oh.
Buffy: Great. Riddles.
Faith: Sorry. It's my head. A lot of new stuff. [An image of Faith lying in the hospital bed flashes where the cat is, then flashes back. Faith looks out the window.] They're never gonna fix this, are they?
Buffy: What about you?
Faith: Scar tissue. It fades. It all fades. [Buffy looks at her own open palm. The bloody knife appears on top of it, then disappears.] You wanna know the deal? Human weakness. It never goes away. Even his.
Buffy, smiling: Is this your mind or mine?
Faith, laughing: Beats me. Gettin' towards that time.
Buffy: How are you gonna fit all this stuff?
Faith: Not gonna. It's yours.
Buffy: I can't use all of this.
Faith: Just take what you need. You ready?