Buffy makes a face at that, but she can't argue with it either. Yeah, people have a right to be upset, but at the same time none of the Specials get a say in where they end up. She scrubs a hand over her face. "At this point, I'm just going to get used to being permanently exhausted again." At least if she had her powers, she'd be able to function on the little sleep she's getting.

Well, she meant it vaguely sarcastic and she's really not trying to placate anyone. It just is what it is. Could it be better? Yeah, but there aren't resources for that and Buffy would rather take care of this understaffed than not take care of it at all. It's become something of an accepted fact both here and back home. She nods. "Good. We can meet at the elevators."

Maybe it's because this place is so unwelcoming that it means so much. She arches an eyebrow up at that. "There's someone besides Katniss?" Yes, that might be jealousy creeping into her voice. She appreciates the solidarity, though she's very aware she has no claim to Alcide because she's not laying one. He's made it pretty clear he'd be okay with the whole...claiming thing (since she's started with that word...at least is' not a cookie dough analogy) and she's dragging her feet because of the memories and people she has back home.