The warning was received. He didn't doubt Buffy would do what had to be done. That was the way of it. Whether he liked it or not, he was a lot like Angel. If it came down to it, he'd tell her to stake him.

With his eyes.

"Just like the Slayer gig then, isn't it? Give it a few years, there might be a whole lot of us, brooding on rooftops in long coats about our past sins."