Walking in sand was a whole lot more fun when it's not cold out. This was something of which Buffy was certain. So she trudged her way across the shore -- leaving Cullen House and heading back towards the fort, the transporter, the barracks, and eventually home. But that was when she noticed a familiar someone..."Katar--oh."

She was with someone. Buffy's arm dropped. But now she was in that awkward space of not quite far enough to continue on but not quite close enough to chat casually.

Social ruin awaited her.