[Spike loosens his hold a bit more, but is not letting her go fully.]

Hallucinations are either the bloody fae or their damned hedge maze. The Fae likely do want you to be happy--but they also want to play with us all. We're trapped here as pets, prisoners--or more likely both.

[The giggle just makes him smile, and one hand comes up to brush her hair softly.]

Doesn't surprise me that Willow did that. I'm...from 2001. You were still dead, after the portal opened. After Glory.

[Nope, that hug is tightening again. Resting his head against hers.]

I'm going to blame the fae for you being so glad to see me. Also expecting you to start beating me up any moment now for daring to hug you.

[Spike is at once entirely serious and does not care that he'll be getting beaten up.]