Phone call @ Buffy

Angel: [Has finally decided to dial her number, pressing the phone up to his ear. The phone is ringing and he’s wondering if maybe he should hang up.]
Buffy: [Flips open her cell phone, sees who it is. She doesn’t answer yet, unsure of what to say. They haven’t talked since… Well a long time. She takes a deep breath and presses the green talk button.] Hello, Angel?
Angel: [Pauses, her voice throwing him off for a second.] Uh… yeah, hey. [He runs his hands through his hair, feeling bad that he hadn’t called her before all of this slayer registration stuff had gone down. Now was a better time than never, though.] How are you?
Buffy: [How indeed. If she was being completely honest she’d say she was scared out of her wits. But she wouldn’t.] Oh you know… [Pauses, trying to think of just how to put it. So he wouldn’t worry.] I’m as good as I can be, given my… Well, given the life I live.