People leave. They leave whether you're here or at home or dead or on extended vacation. I don't think...at least here the dead stick around in a non-zombie, non-vampire sort of way. It's more of a guarantee then we get back home.

[She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and sits down cross legged on the floor, pulling the device with her. She isn't aware of the matchmaking, yet. She would be torn about it if she did. You know between killing her little sister and thanking her.]

Not that I'm saying Dawn should get married. Or that marriage is...I'm neutral on the subject of marriage as long as it's not my little sister.