"Well, I know," Buffy sighed. "I guess I didn't really expect it. I just kind of hoped I'd do better. Not the most impressive Chosen One of Some Really Old Prophecy Somewhere That I'm Pretty Sure Some Guy Just Made Up One Day." She wasn't terribly upset, but she'd be lying if she hadn't hoped she'd have done better either.
She leaned her head against his shoulders when he wrapped an arm around them, perking up mostly because she didn't want him to worry terribly about the vamping out thing. "We'll both practice then. Until then, Chinese food would be the best thing ever?" She smiled up at him as they made their way back to the house.