Buffy's eyes narrowed, wondering just what was going to happen here. Could he hurt her in real life if he hurt her in this dream state? Could he kill her? All he'd had to do before was focus on her mind and she was powerless. She hadn't liked that feeling one bit, and she hadn't felt that way since before she was a Slayer.
"Oh, I don't know..." she replied conversationally, trying to go for casual conversation in order to distract him. It was what she did, maybe it would still help her out. "It's my head we're in. I could pop us to an island somewhere. Maybe the Caribbean? Yeah, always wanted to go there. I was supposed to go there, but you and your little pals interrupted those plans. Really disappointed me."