The nice thing about having a gas mask is that you can choose how much of and how often you take advantage (so to speak) of the sleep gas. She definitely welcomes having her brain turned off from time to time. Honestly, Buffy feels the same way about Dawn not being here. She can't protect her properly and things are far too dangerous. She misses her sister so much, but she's glad she's not here.

That had been the hardest part of his dreams for her as well: that shared loss of a parent. She knows that grief and she'd felt it in his dream. It had opened the floodgates on her grief over her own mother's death. It's weird: losing a parent is something you think you'll get over, but it never really happens.

The commissary is going to be Buffy's home base from now until all the Speicals and Alphas thing settles. At first, she doesn't notice that it's Barry next to her; it's just some random person getting coffee, but after a second she notices and her eyes go a little wide. She's not sure if she's supposed to apologize for seeing those dreams, or for his loss or just pretend that she didn't see any of it.

When he speaks, it's actually a relief. She nods, one corner of her mouth turning down in a frown for a second. "Yeah. I'm---it sucks. I'm sorry." About everything: what she saw, his loss, the suckage of life.