At one of these rest-points -- on his infamous bridge -- she left him leaning on the rail while she stepped back. Gave him a bit of space. Buffy was beginning to wonder if this had been the best idea.

"In a few days, when the dust settles? The healers will come out of the woodwork. They'll be tripping over themselves wanting to heal you. Busybodies. Y'know. They all are."

Buffy hadn't let anyone but Jack try any of Nala's arts on her own injuries during the draft before this on, but she suspected Jack would not have as many scruples. Even still, she ached for Willow's healing instead. Buffy would have gladly delivered the pirate into her care.

At least there was Bones.

"How much does it hurt?" She asked as she eyed the pill.