"Holy frak, it's him," Anders said softly, resting a hand on Phoebe's arm for a brief moment -- whether it was an attempt to steady herself or him, he wasn't exactly sure. He was trying really hard not to think too much about how much awkwardness was going to ensue, once they got out of here.

"Guess you talked me into coming after you after all," he said with a shaky chuckle. "And this time we're not leaving without you."