"This is... nice?" Faith volunteered, looking a little uncertain as she took in the sight before them.
"Thanks for the enthusiasm," Angel replied, although he had a slight smile on his face.
"Well, it's just we don't normally do nice. We do weird. And creepy," she told him, giving him a sideways glance.
"I know," he sighed. "I'm trying to change things up a little."
Faith took another step, then turned to smile at Angel. "I do like it. It gives our place so much more... peace?"
Angel smiled and nodded. "Yeah. That's what I thought. If we're going to spend so much time up here..."
The roof on top of the Wolfram and Hart building was now artfully decorated with flower beds and potted plants, fairy lights strung up along the barriers.
"Wait a second," he said to her, then bent down near a plant. He pressed a button, and soft music wafted from the stereo system.
"Is this a subtle form of seduction?" Faith teased.
"Right," Angel grinned. "Like I would ever want you. Also, I don't like my chances up against Sam."
"Well, that's true."
He held his hand out for her, and she took it, laughing as he pulled her into a waltz position.
"Seriously, what are you doing?" she asked.
"Teaching," he replied. "Take a step. Keep your eyes on mine. And let the music be your guide."
Faith looked uncertain, but she did what he asked, slowly relaxing into it, letting out a laugh when he spun her around.
"We never really got to do this in life," he said. "You grew up too quickly, and I was dead before I had a chance. Also, soulless. And my time with Buffy was too short..."
She nodded, holding her hands over his as he lifted her up.
"Do you miss her?" she asked softly.
"Sometimes," Angel replied. "She changed me... I'm sorry, I know you don't like talking about her."
"It's ok," Faith told him. "She was the big love, you know? You're allowed."
They fell into a comfortable silence, dancing across the rooftop.
"Things are changing," she said after a long moment. "With you and me. With everyone."
"You don't need me anymore," Angel replied matter-of-factly. "And that's good. I feel like you're able to stand on your own now. Without me right behind you."
Faith looked up at him. "I think I'll always need you, Angel. Even just a little bit."
"Let Sam take some of the load," he told her. "He wants to be here, he's proved that."
"I know," she answered.
"You've come a long way," Angel said, smiling. "From that brat who couldn't follow orders... on second thought, you do still struggle with that."
Faith laughed. "I think that will always be me though."
Another long moment of silence, before Angel broke it. "I'm proud of you."
"Thank you."