( it's a good thing part of him loves it, because being trapped in sextopia has cranked the uncomfortable babble of her to new heights. thankfully neither Giles or her mother are around to witness it.

among other things. )

Supercharged? ( she echoes, both brows raising in questioning, arms crossing over her chest as she stares at him. whether or not it's clear to him, Buffy has no clue (not yet) the effects Slayer's blood can have on vampires. if she did she'd have more reason not to donate to the hospital besides the way her gut instinct screamed at her not to. ) Will it keep you─ ( full doesn't feel like the right word to use here. ) ─from having to feed as often? Like the way normal─ ( in instances like this, she's reminded she's anything but the sort, ) ─blood would? ( if that's what he means, then the obvious choice would be hers.

especially when he can't lose his soul. ) Let me help you, then. If you're not gonna lose your soul, there shouldn't be any reason why you wouldn't take mine. It's not like I don't heal fast, or that I'm in any real danger here. I think my time here has been there longest I've gone without a fight─except for the time a big red demon went on a rampage in the Down. But that was different. I ended up healing faster because of an angel ─ not you, another angel. An actual angel. Literally. He's like, a couple of billion years old. I'm not exaggerating either.