Buffy looked up at him, brow furrowed and shook her head. "No, it's a good thing. I wanted to move here. There's the whole...well...New York City thing and I've never really been on my own. Not like this and then there's the whole you thing. I mean...yeah I'll miss Will, Xander, Giles and Dawn but I want to be here."

She grinned at him and elbowed him lightly. "Just don't make me cry and run back to Scotland. We'll be good." She said it teasingly but there was a tone of seriousness, maybe a bit of a plea to it.