[He can certainly tell. He also wagers, once they meet, she'll pick up on his soul. It's a hard thing to hide. Especially from her.

Besides, William Pratt didn't just go stop loving someone just because there was someone else. Or because they were evil. Or didn't care for his poetry much.]

It's been a long time since then, Dru. I've got no chair at all. Up and on my own two legs again. A proper man again. [No Angelus showing up to steal her away.]