"And I'm not supervision enough for you, is that it?" Spike rolled his eyes, hardly attempting to conceal the gesture from anyone. He didn't care much for keeping his feelings to himself. Spike was the sort of person who liked to keep their opinion on things out in the air. Keeping silent was what made people go bloody well insane.
"Then let's get the show on the bloody road here," Spike said, raking a hand through his bleached hair. "Sun comes up in a few hours, after all." They were wasting time.