"Jack named her," she paused to sip her chai. With that act, the pirate had reopened a door that had otherwise been rather firmly shut. He'd appealed to Buffy's long-buried sentimentality. Now, of course, that choice had been brought into question. Had it been for her mother or for the strange dream-child Jack claimed had saved his life during that winter? Most days, Buffy decided she didn't want to know the answer.

"And he also made a pretty good case about sailing for sailing's sake. Who knows? One day, there may be somewhere to go. And if that happens, I don't wanna be left behind."

She also didn't want to be left depending on others' know-how.