5.05 No Place Like Home

Riley: May be more where that came from. I say we go back out again tonight.
Buffy: Um... sure.
Dawn: You can't patrol. Buffy said.
Buffy: No, I didn't.
Dawn: Yeah, remember? You said it'd be easier if you didn't have to look out for anybody.
Buffy: Well, I wasn't talking about Riley.
Riley: Don't worry about it.
Dawn: Oh, she just said you look even cuter when you're all weak and kitteny and she'd better go solo or you'd get hurt. So welcome to the club. She'll never let me go either.
Riley: Giles, you got that danger room set up out back? I'm feeling the need for a little physical rehab about now.

Buffy: Thanks for coming over. I really appreciate the help.
Riley: Sure thing. So what do I do?
Buffy: Lots. Tons. Lots and lots of tons. This is all kinda-
Riley: New terrain?
Buffy: All prayin', no slayin'. Okay, so the incense needs to be ignited... and there's a job. And this stuff needs to get poured around me in a circle, counter-clockwise-
Riley: So you need me to light incense and pour sand?
Buffy: Magic incense... and spooky sand... and the ritual itself is- Riley: Something you do alone. You sure this isn't just your way of trying to make me feel less- what are the words?- cute and weak and kittenish?
Buffy: Kitteny.
Riley: Right. Much manlier. Look... I really am okay.
Buffy: I know.
Riley: So I'm not quite Super Guy anymore. It was borrowed power anyway. Had to give it back some time.
Buffy: I know you can handle yourself. I just didn't want to see you get hurt.
Riley: Maybe instead of you trying to take care of me, we agree to take care of each other. Deal?
Buffy: Done.