[Buffy looks up at the hulking robot, her eyes wide. Did he just talk? Oh, my gosh. Xander should be seeing this.]

Uh - yeah. No big, you know. [She smiles brightly, tossing another chuck of concrete wall into the pile.] They're, like, giving me food and a place to stay free of charge. It's the least I can do.

[She works in silence a few minutes longer, hefting and moving and stacking debris. Then she looks up the robot.]

So, do you like, work here?

[Hey, if the big guy had politeness programmed in, maybe he's conversational as well. It has been a few days since she's had a chat with anyone who isn't her mirror, and she is starting to long for companionship.]