"Whatever." Consider that Buffy graciously bowing out, if graciously involves rolling her eyes and shaking her head in an exasperated fashion.

Okay Dawn, prepare for an earnest Buffy semi-lecture. "See that's where you're wrong-- I wouldn't have jumped right to skull breaking. There are layers! Stages-- a lot of stages before I get to skull breaking. In fact I tend to reserve skull breaking for the really heinous crimes-- which, surprisingly does not include having normal... people urges that people have, and which you're... allowed to have, even if I'd like to pretend for my sanity's sake that you don't. Besides, it's not like I'm Queen of the Best Choices, guy-wise. And I know I wasn't exactly... overwhelming you with my availability either, but I want you to be able to tell me those things. I want to be the... first port of call, except without the boats and... presumed fishing exports and somewhere along the line I lost my analogy, but am I getting my point across?"

She'll return that smile, once done speechifying. "Mmm, blended entrails. Let's go." Oh hello nearby convenient grill, you are about to be pillaged.