Buffy Summers -- a champion of forceful eye contact who rarely baulked -- dropped her gaze. She couldn't look at him. However? She had to tell him.
"Strong enough to send me into a week's worth of bed-rest. Of course, we're capped here. Not on the battlefield but...the moment we were shipped back to town, my everything slowed down. You can feel it -- right?"
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"Strong enough to send me into a week's worth of bed-rest. Of course, we're capped here. Not on the battlefield but...the moment we were shipped back to town, my everything slowed down. You can feel it -- right?"