"From what I understand," which admittedly is not that much, "it's only the one end of the rift that's… anchored… in New York. The other end… wanders." To put it mildly.

His question makes her hesitate. Presuming Spike's telling the truth about the dream where she tried to feed him, then the answer is yes, but the implications aren't very encouraging. "It does happen," she admits. "Happened to me before I actually came through, not that I remember it. But I've… been told that I showed up in a dream before I showed up in Manhattan." Maybe she'll just let him take from that whatever he will instead of explicitly suggesting he put his affairs in order, say goodbye to his loved ones and maybe consider cleaning out his fridge. She makes a face into her tea, then helps herself to another sip.