[Anya's been watching out for her, a little. She didn't want to hunt Tosh down when she was obviously trying to stay out of everyone else's orbits - it's a pattern Anya is familiar with - but she has been waiting for an opportunity. She scoots onto the bench next to Tosh, speaks quietly without looking at her, gazing out at the view instead.]

I'd like to talk to you. But if that's not okay, I can go.