In some ways, Buffy had felt the same way, but she'd wanted to impress him her way rather than by pretending to be something she's not. When he'd finally begun to be impressed by her the day of the riot, it had felt good. She smiles a little and shakes her head. "Probably not really. I'm not much of a ticky-tacky soldier. He's nice though, a good boss."

Buffy gives him a dubious look. "What happened?" She hasn't been assigned a mission yet, not unless the riots count.