"No, but most of us wish that we were," Xander pointed out. God, what he would have given to have never found out about vampires, demons, and the forces of basically everything that wanted to kick Buffy's ass. Living life without the worries of any impending apocolypses in mind would have gone down with him pretty well. But he took it day by day. And so far? He'd done all right.
"Yes, but," Xander nodded off toward his legs. "Not exactly stable, is he? One kick to the shin and a flash of my fists of fury and my dangerous foe will be no more."