Lana seems to care for you. The words gave him pause, but then drew what was undeniably an unstable, shaky laugh from him. His grip on Lilah's throat loosened further and he finally dropped it away, laughter escalating as he backed off. He spun a little, holding his hands out to his sides, down by his thighs at first, then raising them to the sides of his head as he turned away from Wes.

"I'm always in the mood to gamble, Wes. Doesn't have to be Lilah's life, though. Could be yours." He turned to glance over his shoulder at the ex-Watcher, eyebrows raised, gauging his reaction. "Could be Faith's. She's yours, right? Your big mistake."