When she heard another voice, her head shot up, fists immediately raising into a fight stance. The only hint of relaxation in her was that she looked back down to the demon who was struggling to get up. "Yeah, nice to see you to." she quipped. She wasn't quite sure why he was cursing. It wasn't like she was being over powered, and this wasn't the first demon he'd seen.
Being stronger than a lot of demons was a plus, not to mention most of them didn't have the techniques she did, so a fist fight with a low level demon wasn't anything big for her. But being able to trap it was a bit harder. "Little help?" she asked, like a demon trap before the demon decided to smoke out of the human to escape?
Raising her head Buffy looked at Dean again with a bit of a smirk, and then a 'what are you waiting for?' kind of look. Because with no demon trap, either the demon ran or they fought until one of them wore out and ran. She didn't really want to deal with that at the moment.
Her conversation with him about destiny was no were in her mind. It was a natural part of her life by now, she didn't put much thought into things like destiny anymore. She had a job, and she did it. Ontop of that, she did it very well. That was just her life and she mostly just forgot about it these days.