It was no small relief when Jenny took items from his arms, both in part because they were rather awkwardly held, but more, and Giles had not even acknowledged the alarms in the back of his mind. It meant she was Jenny Calendar.
It actually meant she was not the First.
Jenny brought forth complicated feelings for Giles, perhaps most succinctly put as longing. Longing for her, but longing for a time back before things had turned so dark. He wasn't certain he would have issued her an invitation were their situations reversed.
Giles gave a smile that was bittersweet and self-effacing. "No. I'm certain they did. I merely, wasn't certain what you might like."