She'd not found him in Sunnydale. Not seen him broken with a chip in his head. He stood tall, as he did when they first stepped into that town. Confident. With purpose. In command and with no self doubts.

And yes. He had a soul. This was exactly what he'd expected. He stood his ground, looking somewhat pensive. It was a bit cruel of him, revealing it to her like this.

"Figured it out already. I expected as much." He untilted his head. "Surprise."