*glowers at Sco* That was my point about the Witch King. 😛
Okay, okay, I'm gonna go on about the ring again.
Firstly, as Kali, Stuck, CF and scobro discovered, I love claddaghs, and I love the presence of the claddagh in these episodes.
When she's given the claddagh, there is the essence that in giving it to her, Angel is promising that he will return to her. She reciprocates this in the act of kissing his ring. This is such a poignant scene, considering what is going on in the grand scheme of things. Angel *is* going away, but he *does* return. A return that is also signified by the ring, for it is after she gives it to him (in a sense) that he returns.
What especially struck me as well was the meaning behind the ring. The hands, friendship, the crown, loyalty, the heart, love. Love, friendship and loyalty are the three significant things not only in Buffy's relationship with Angel, but with Giles, Willow, Xander, Cordy, etc. These three things are what set her apart from all the Slayers before her, and from everything she seeks to destroy as the Slayer. They are also what separate Angel from Angelus. The ability to love, have friends, and remain loyal is something that was torn from him when he lost his soul, and it is something that was returned to him when he had his soul thrust back.
In some ways, because of this, Angelus is a reflection of who Buffy should be (well, without the murder bit... unless you completely reflect it and where Angelus sees the need to drain whatever human crosses his path, Buffy is supposed to stake any vampire that does the same). And though I don't know if Buffy realizes this, it's one of her first tastes of what she should have been, something seen in Kendra, the First Slayer, and to an extent in Faith as well.
I think it's fascinating how the ideas that Buffy is rebelling against from Welcome to the Hellmouth to The Chosen can be summed up in one small object. A single ring contains the essence of not only Buffy and Angel's relationship, but the entire point of the show. When you think about it, in a way, it gives Surprise/Innocence a much deeper meaning.
And on the side... is it just me, or was Joyce drinking blood out of that huge tea cup in the Bronze in the dream? Never noticed that before.