From what she says, Giles can pretty well extrapolate the scope that lies in what she doesn't. Her wars seem like the very worst of every potential apocalypse or doomsday they've ever faced all put into action. It's clearly painful for her, and he regrets asking, even if she could have said no.

"I'm sorry I asked," he says quietly, instinctively reaching out to lay a hand over hers for a moment.

As he sits back in his chair, he takes on a contemplative air. "The supernatural is not openly acknowledged in my universe," he says, thinking about her indication of legislation against vampires. "The general population isn't ready to accept its reality, even when it sometimes quite literally stares them in the face. My" - he hesitates, choosing an appropriate word - "associates and myself fight against the evil in our world, but we do so in secret."