"Oh, no, believe me, the good weapons are locked up downstairs in the armories. I wouldn't dare let some of the more fragile or magical weapons into the hands of anyone who doesn't know how to use them." Giles grinned at the rapid blinking. "You're very welcome. And when you do settle and get married, I would be honored to give you away," Giles said seriously, taking both her hands in his. "But only if I'm also allowed to meet your young person at the door, scowl very deeply, intimidate him, and make sure that they're good enough for my Buffy."