[Her cut bandaged (so to speak) and covered, she hunts around for a rag to collect what didn't make the cup.] And... well. I'm not about to volunteer to be mummified, but my conscience won't let you walk around half starved, so...
You know, if you need to do this again sometime. [Is this monumentally stupid? Possibly. But she considers Spike a friend now, and she does monumentally stupid things when her friends need help.]