Tara wrinkles her nose too. As much as she loves Willow, no matter what, the green goo is a little disgusting. Tara looks down at the bar. "Hot Chocolate please. With a candy cane. And...um, a washcloth."
Giles understood immediately, "January 2004 for me, at least when I was there. When it is for you? And I suppose there might be some adjustments or changes in your world?"
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Demon. Big, snakey...*she waves her hand* exploded.
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*She wrinkles her nose at the smell*
Hot chocolate would be good...
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If you give me your hand...I think I can just make it go away.
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He immediately put down his mug, and hurried over.
"Willow, are you all right?" He eyed the slime with some curiosity.
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Giles!
*She grins but does not get too close*
I'd hug but...I'm kind of icky right now.
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He then went over, and hugged Willow anyway, not really caring about the slime.
"I don't mind, just glad you are all right."
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Giles, it's wonderful to see you.
*She pauses for a moment*
When are you?
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"Good even, madame. Are you okay?"
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*She shakes her head*
You can't be Giles.
*She points*
He's Giles.
What?
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"Magius of Krynn, at your service. Not a Giles. I know Giles, who is very different and there fore not me."
he smiles helpfully.
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I'm sorry, I have demon goop all over me because a demon exploded all over me. I'm not necessarily in the most clear mind frame.
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"Not so great. But thank you, Tara. A pleasure to meet you, Willow."
He waves to a wait rat and a moment later there are towels... lots of towels. He hands a few over.
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Nice to meet you, too.
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"Don't you look a sight."
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You too, huh?
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And the way he says it, it's more of a question.
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He shoves his hands into his pocket, eyeing Willow.
"There was this battle, and I kinda tagged along when the good guys came back here."
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