Cordela's laugh seems odd coming from Drusilla's mouth, but Wesley can't help but grin back. It's rather thrilling to be able to move as fast and climb and jump as quickly as they just did. Especially without becoming short of breath.

"Shall we call it a draw?"

He's glad that it's keeping Cordelia's mind off of the blood lust. At least for the moment.

"I have to say that it's a welcome relief to be without the migraines and fatigue." Did he just say that out loud? To cover his admission, Wesley moves to stand on the edge of the roof, looking down at the street below.

"It's rather intoxicating, isn't it? I can see why vampires feel like they can take anything on."