"Oh do we have suitcases to collect," Buffy nodded. "I have two that I swear I could stuff Dawn into." And that was funnier if one actually knew Dawn was currently a giant. "One has shoes and it's pretty heavy. The other one is clothes and other stuff...and it's pretty heavy but they have wheels. The rest of the boxes and my trunk are going to be delivered to your place tomorrow morning." She was vaguely worried about the weapons trunk. Because it was the weapons trunk. She had a small arsenal in there and really, she didn't want to get questioned about that. Willow had chalked some runes on it and assured her that customs would pass over it like it was a crate full of something non-arsenal-y. She stopped, looked up at him and smiled.

"I know that's not what you meant." Linear thinking huh? She reached up and placed the palm of her hand against his cheek then tiptoed and kissed him, drawing the kiss out as she slid her hand down his neck and just under his teeshirt so her fingertips brushed his shoulder. "So do you," she whispered after she broke the kiss, slightly breathless.