Sam was crouched by the body. Whatever kind of demon it was, it was dead. And she was right but burying it was not an option to him. Burning was the way to go to make sure it wouldn't come back. He had gas and salt in the trunk. Perhaps that will work for demons as well. This was no demon he was used to running into.
He jerked his head around when Buffy cleared her throat and he turned his head around. It was then he realized what she was talking about. His eyes swept over her form and then he blushed, pushing up and swallowing hard. "Um, yeah, no, should dress."
He turned away from her, not even thinking of the angle of the mirror, "We should take the body and burn ...." He paused as he caught sight of her reflection.