She chuckled a little bit when he suggested going to the hotel room instead. It was like something a certain bastard would have said to her at one point, and she suddenly missed him a little bit, in spite of herself.
"That's a teeny knife." She finally said. "Not exactly inspiring confidence in your other.... weapons." She snickered again at her own joke.
Stepping out of the shadows a little bit she looked a little bit closer at him. He was attractive, in a goth sort of way, not her usual type but she didn't judge. Not that it mattered. Because he wasn't human anyway, and fucking demons is another slayers forte.