[ yeah do you know what happens when she does that

there's a tiny beat where the air seems full of shocked confusion from both of them.

and then suddenly isabella marches to the wall

and pulls one of those fucking swords down and points it straight at buffy.

if you thought you'd seen her looking pissed before, that was all charming and cutesy compared to the look in her eyes right now. it's downright murderous. She speaks with slow, deliberate words, that practically quiver with rage. ]

Get out. Of our house. Right now. Do not come back or I will gut you with no hesitation whatsoever. You can tell whoever sent you here the same.