Spike knew Diana wouldn't react well, which is why he'd made sure to move away from her. He wouldn't say he felt better after that little outburst, but it hadn't hurt either. As it was, he kicked one of the hedges and pulled some of the leaves and branches off, and stomped on them on the ground.

The fury burned hot and quick though, the embers calming to a simmer he'd keep inside himself. Deliberately making himself take a deep breath in, holding, then releasing. Rolling his shoulders.

Only then did he turn to Diana. Or where she had been, as he moved to find her against the hedge. "Sorry. What?" Stalking back over to where he'd made his duster a pillow, with no vision remaining to taunt him at least.