[ Spike with a tan; wouldn't that be something. Too bad there probably aren't any beaches around these parts. Though with his luck, he'd probably skip tan and go straight to lobster. ]

Of course there is. [ Now she's the one letting her exhaustion show. Magic, alternate dimensions, people coming back from the dead — won't they ever get a break? Even just a little one? A week or two really isn't asking for much. Taking a deep breath, she moves her hands to her hips and nods to herself again, deciding to get down to business and just work this like every other thing they've come up against. ]

Okay, so we just have to figure out what the magic mojo is that brought you back and make sure it sticks when we find a way out of here. That's not so hard. [ They've conquered worse and lived to tell the tale. ] What about the things that are hunting people here? What do you know about them?