Spike was answered by a soft bitter laugh. Xander lifted his his head to give the other a hard look before putting it back down. "Thanks." Came the muffled reply, though it wasn't at all sincere. He didn't want to do a good job. He didn't want to be good at this at all.

But he also didn't want to give up one of the few things he was good at, and wasn't that just the pathetic kicker.