Re: Pre-Dinner Drinks
Buffy laughed at smiled at him at his recount of the tale, and when she felt his lips pressed gently on the top of her head, she calmed down noticeably.
"No, I made my own bed and was bound to have to lay in it," she said with a rueful smile. The worse part was not knowing if she wanted to go back or not. Someone who had such a chilling insight was both helpful and scary at the same time. "Honestly, I'm not sure if he was helpful or not. It's... I don't know. It was all kinds of weird, and I'm just going to sit here and have the best fun I can. What with my exceptionally handsome master and all the weird, fancy food." She turned her smile up to him, hoping he wouldn't be stricken with any more guilt.