[Oh now he's laughing and teasing her. :( This is actually a really familiar situation to Willow: number one Scooby coping strategy is inappropriately timed laughter and teasing, so this makes her relax, sink back further into the wall, boneless. She keeps an eye on their perimeter to make sure nothing sneaks up on them, but overall? Yeah, this is a break she'd needed.]

Don't ruin my pointed point, [she mock-pouts at him.] It was all effective, and... pointed.

[A short pause, as once again there is tone-switching. Over to quieter, maybe a bit wry, but mostly soft and appreciative.] But, um, thank you. You're really good at this, aren't you?

[Calming her down from a magic high is no small thing.]