Allison leant into Buffy, her head tilting onto her shoulder - she knew she shouldn't do, that she wasn't supposed to seem weak, or needing help, but Buffy and Ambrose weren't acting like everyone else. It both comforted and confused her. She nodded at Buffy's suggestion, sitting up again and hugging herself. She wasn't sure what to expect, but it wasn't this.
"... Alright." She said hesitantly, following Buffy up the stairs. Once in the room, she started changing out of her dress slowly, not caring that Buffy was there seeing her, and slipped into the jeans and tank top. It wasn't that dissimilar to things she wore when she was training. Staring in the mirror, she scraped her hair up into a ponytail, pulling it away from her face, before turning back to face Buffy.
"I appreciate you trying to help me. Both of you. But things are different for me and you. My boyfriend abandoned me. My friend fell for his master. My mom is as good as dead, and my dad is better off me staying away so he doesn't get caught too." She looked down at the ground. "...Me and Eterna are complicated. I don't want you thinking you're wasting your time."