"Maybe if there were some mirrors around," he shot back at her, a slight smirk playing across his lips. He didn't think much into the retorts. If he did, he might actually take some of them to heart and he knew he couldn't afford losing grip, in any manner, not again.
"Yeah, I've heard," he nodded, tossing the last of his cigarette to the ground, putting it out with the toe of his boot. "I'm jealous. Epiphany's looking into fixing that sun issue for me, though." he shrugged. She had leads, but was still working on it. At least she was trying.
Had they really run through the small talk so quickly? Spike wasn't even sure what to say to her. So much had happened and she was the only one that seemed to remember it all.