That makes two of them. Confused seems to be the emotion of the day. As for jealousy, Buffy is pretty sure there aren't rules on it, though he shouldn't be jealous. There's nothing to be jealous about. Neither of them are dating anyone, including each other. Not that Buffy is opposed to getting to know him less biblically before there's more acquainting biblically...sometimes she thinks she should stop thinking too. At least she's not saying words right now.

That look? That look that he's getting right now is one of absolute shock and what the fuck. "He's what?" And did Alcide just agree to a threesome? "What is even going on here?" The question is mostly rhetorical because it's very clear that neither of them know. Oh, and right, she has a few things to clear up. "Derek is not my boyfriend. Derek is my best friend. There's no boyfriendness. There's no possible boyfriendness. I'm pretty sure he's got no desire to be my boyfriend. I'm not interested in being his girlfriend. There's no girlfriendness, in case that wasn't obvious, which it wasn't. Obviously. Oh...God. You thought--" she's going to go bright red and face palm. Give her a second.

"Exploring...we're just going out after curfew and snooping around. We're not--boyfriending." There's a code word for you, Alcide.

More what the fuck looks. Really, her face is going to get stuck that way. "I...don't know? I haven't noticed? I haven't noticed condoms in the commissary. Because I haven't been having sex. With anyone. Except for...obviously. Oh God...what if...we didn't use a condom."

Face palming forever. On second thought, her face might get stuck this way.