"Superman? Or Batman?" Buffy asked, relaxing slightly as he pulled her close to kiss the top of her head. It felt better. Not exactly like it had been, but that would take time and sincere effort on her part. "I think I'm more like Batman. More dark clothes when I'm on patrol and having to be sneaky sometimes. Then again, Batman doesn't have super powers. And I? I have super powers." She hadn't really spoken to him about the extent of her powers. Maybe that would be a conversation to be had eventually too.
Buffy looked up at him when he mentioned the rules, a little confused as her brain struggled to remember them. She hadn't forgotten, not since the time he'd gotten so upset with her making fun of them. And of course there was rule five.
"You should've warned me that I'd have to take a random pop quiz," she teased. "Rule one is not to go outside without you. Which... is clearly something I need to work on." Buffy bit her lip, looking sort of sheepish before she continued. "Um, rule two is if it's locked, and it's going to be locked again for a while because I suck at being normal, I don't need to know." She had to try very hard not to give her own version of the rules. "Rule three is to kneel beside you when we're visited or visiting because acting the part will help with the cover that I'm repeatedly doing a terrible job at maintaining. And rule four is to look at you when someone asks me anything. And five."
Buffy raised herself on her tiptoes to kiss him softly before answering. "Don't break your heart."