Those wacky hell goddesses… [She smirks awkwardly and shifts a bit uncomfortably in her seat. There’s obviously a story there, but Buffy had warned her not to talk about it to anyone who didn’t already know. Some people might try to drain her blood to open portals or break down walls between worlds, after all. Rinse and repeat. There were reasons Buffy was so protective of Dawn.]
So she told you all the Slayer stuff. Good. That means she likes you. You should take her ice skating… if there’s a place to do that here. She likes ice skating.
[She arches a brow.] Why hadn’t I picked a major or why ancient language translation? Never mind, I’ll go with both. If I’m good for anything, it’s for talking and using all the words. I hadn’t picked a major yet cause Scoobies don’t get a normal life. This was take-two at attempting college already. The first time got interrupted by stuff of the Slayer and Scoobies and Supernatural. So I figured, get the basics out of the way and I could do hard core learning if that went well. And I already have tons of training in ancient languages cause of Slayer stuff too… translating demon texts or ancient scrolls. I’m like research gal for Buffy when she needs it. Cause… reading… I like it. Try getting Xander or Buffy to sit down and read a book. It’s a thing that’s close to impossible sometimes. And with Willow off looking for her power, Buffy needs a reading Scooby. That’s me.