Okay. [ but he stands up, reaching for the covers at the foot of the bed and pulling them up and over her. he won't be sleeping in the bed with her - or sleeping at all. he can take the sleepless hit. it's not that he doesn't trust himself - or her, really - it's the alcohol. a clear minded buffy wouldn't cross those lines. a fuzzy minded one? he couldn't be sure. better safe than soulless sorry. ]