There was an uncertainty to Willow's voice that she didn't like. Not something that she, herself, was used to. Not when the girl was one of the very people helping her with the potential slayers. They were doing everything in their power to keep the girls alive. So, the uncertainty throws her and just causes the dread that's settling in the pit of her stomach to worsen.

"Yeah, just got here. Already hating it too. Careful where you step, Red. There's a bunch of crap all over this damn room."