Playing Rogue
In Heaven, you get to choose what universe you live in.
Buffy apparently chose to live in a great white nothing, but Tara, well, Tara had several years of pop culture to explore. Movies and comics and television shows that Xander and Willow would laugh over and then, slowly, introduce her to.
Tara was riding in a rusty camper, a cloak pulled around her face. She sat there, watching the man driving, staring at the smooth unmarred skin between his knuckles.
"Does it hurt?" she asked, looking up into his eyes. "When they come out?"
"All the time," he replied.