"I think they're probably done for the night. Investigation seems like a day job to me," Buffy responds. After all, it's not like it just happened. She's running more on that fearlessness, that feeling of immortality rather than the paranoid he seems to have tapped into.

She shrugs a little. "At least one of us feels better." She means that too. Telling him isn't going to change how she feels about what happened (probably) but hey, if it makes him feel better, that works.

It's a conversation she might have with WIllow, or even Spike, but not with many others. At least he's taking it all with a grain of salt and he is helping her see the bright side, such as it is. "Okay, well there is that." She climbs back up on his back, arms around his shoulders, letting her chin rest against his shoulder.

"It had to be something, right? I mean...you acted weird. I acted weird. It's not like I know Alcide very well, but who does that normally?" Besides, if they can explain it away with something in the water, that means she doesn't have to examine her actions too hard. "I'm glad it's worn off."

Yeah. It's totally worn off.

Idiots.