[He tilts his head, watching her carefully; ready to catch her should she fall.] You alright there, luv? [Slowly, he slips on her coat one arm at a time, a bit awkwardly until he manages it. He looks at it, triumphant, rubbing his hands together.]
..You eat anything today? [Spike asks as something of an afterthought, thinking she might be shaking from hypoglycemia.]
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..You eat anything today? [Spike asks as something of an afterthought, thinking she might be shaking from hypoglycemia.]