The idea is so foreign to her. They'd taken such care to give Oz his privacy when he'd shifted and Buffy is pretty sure the only time she found herself naked in public is when she'd been turned into a rat then turned back. She'd been mortified. Needless to say, Buffy is a great deal more modest than Alcide. Of course, maybe if she were a shifter, she wouldn't be modest. It strikes her for a moment as she glances over at Alcide, maybe she shouldn't dissuade him from stripping. She blushes and immediately admonishes herself.

"That explains the accent and the tan." Or at least she assumes it does. "I tried construction once. I got fired the same day." There had been a monster and she'd been more trouble than she was worth.

The air does feel thick between the two of them. When had the air gotten so stifling? Buffy fans herself with one hand. This is ridiculous. Maybe she'd had too much coffee. She hadn't known there was such a thing as too much coffee. Walking will help. It'll work off some of the restlessness and that leads to her thinking of other ways to work off restlessness and wow this guy just got here and what is her damage?

His comment gets a confused look from her. "No. California actually. I'm kind of a night owl." She glances down at her hands. "I'm probably getting a lot paler here. I'll be practically Casper before long."