"His hair is a little rough, but soft sometimes, too. Under the gel, anyway," she said almost absently, not realizing that it would probably seem strange to him that she knew how Spike's hair felt. She liked the feeling of Connor running his fingers through his hair, and her gaze flickered in their direction, then back to him.
Nodding when he explained about the flamethrowers, she studied him when he talked about Fred. "I never met her, but Willow and Faith told me about her, back then. She sounded nice." It was still strange to know that Illyria literally took over Fred's body, and now the blue goddess was an ally, apparently.
It was almost like the half demon vampire that resided in her sister's body right now, though it seemed Buffy's soul seemed to temper it.
His words about her had her blinking in surprise and Dawn was about to question it when he was suddenly tugging her inside. Once there, she pulled off her hat to shake the snow off of it and her hair, then followed him to the window. "What do you...wow. Okay...I think you're right." Moving to the door, she shoved at it until it swung shut to keep out the worst of the snow and wind.