"Could...could I hold your hand or something? I don't mean to be weird or nothing, I just, uh, it'd be nice to have physical contact to anchor on, right now. Something real to feel. Please?" He's nervous asking even that much from a stranger, certainly he can't ask for a hug. Giles looks so refined, so well put-together, he doesn't need to be mussed up by Bash.

"It was a really different kinda place. Different rules, different roles, different, uh, methods. I...it's gonna be a lot of. Untangling, what it did to me, while trying to cope with what this place is gonna do at the same time."