[There was nothing that would have stopped this from being an extremely difficult conversation, knowing where it's going to lead, but at least Tara has already heard about the fallout at home. It probably shouldn't be a surprise, but at least that's one conversation they don't need to have.

The fact that Tara doesn't blame her for what happened doesn't change much. Willow still blames herself, both for her actions and for the fallout that came as a result. It doesn't change either, what she is certain is the best course of action.

It's still a relief. Except for, of course, that very obvious, very impending but.

Willow sighs when Tara talks about the secrets she's kept. It's difficult to explain that she didn't want a repeat of the catacombs, that she had already felt the distance between them in the time immediately following, and that even going to someone whose opinion of her didn't really matter much had been difficult.

Perhaps, it's a bit easier to offer some explanation, though.]

I didn't tell anyone. I, um.

[She sighs.]

There was... an incident. Back in March. Someone got bit. He only turned for a night, thankfully, but it scared me. I was afraid of how everyone'd react, but I knew I had to do something to keep it from happening again. So I didn't tell anyone. I went to... Well, I guess he's going by John now. He was sure he could help, that he could keep me from changing.

[In hindsight, it feels ridiculous. Her friends would have been concerned, of course - Tara, would have been concerned, but it's easier to recognize now that they wouldn't have rejected her. She does not yet recognize it as corruption's influence.]

I was afraid of how everyone'd react, and I thought I could fix it on my own.

I was wrong.