**I'm not a therapist.
What, I know what happens. I do! I used to run a law-firm. You can't sue me now, because I-I've just told you for legal purposes. I, am not, a therapist. There... wait, and I can't be held responsible if I'm mistaken for one. That's right. This was my disclaimer.**
Hey, maybe we should make Snyder do one too. Something like 'I'm not an insufferable bastard, but if you want to mistake me for one that's okay too.'
I hate lawyers.
Yeah, about Faith. No, not the unlucky at love Faith, but the genocidal Faith trapped in a dark room without windows. What are we dealing with? We're dealing with a deeply troubled and vengeful woman with multiple issues I couldn't even begin to make any sense out of or analyze. I'm pretty good at helping someone get the strength they need to make themselves better people, but this is beyond me.
Told you I wasn't a therapist.
I think I feel something for her. Sure, I mean, I know she wanted to destroy the world, and I know she's already destroyed her own, but who hasn't wanted to do that once or twice? I wanted to do it a couple of years ago as Angelus, and almost succeeded. I should know, having been sent to Hell for it by my then girlfriend.
The point? Yeah, I'm not feeling any grudges toward this new Faith. Maybe I'm getting too close to her. I don't know. Tell me I'm an idiot if you want.