[He's so much like her. That's really all she can think. Willow isn't any good at being unselfish either, in fact is awful at it, and she feels her heart ache in sympathy.]

No, don't-- don't apologize, [she says helplessly.] Being happy wasn't a hallucination, it wasn't. You'll be happy again.

... Would it be too awkward if I gave you a hug right now? You look like you really, really need a hug.