The end's not near, it's here

[whattingawhat]

Wait!
Just one more time
To look into your eyes sublime
Just one more time

Hush!
Just one more kiss
To end a romance full of bliss
Just one more kiss

Hush!
Just one more night
To love you and hold you tight
Just one more night

Wait!
Just one more word
To tell you, you were my world
Please just one more word.

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[whattingawhat]

Nothing different to see, but something entirely different none the less. She knows he's human now and that does make all the difference.

She opens her fingers easily, allowed him to put pressure on the wound. It'll heal quickly enough, not immediately, of course, but enough that she's not bothered by it.

"Okay. Thank you. A million times again. I don't know if--she's everything to me."

And somehow, she knows that Angel gets that because of Connor. They both have someone created from parts of them that mean more than the world.

[chuisle]

"Don't thank me just yet," he tells her.

There's still a complex spell to be performed, something he doesn't necessarily have the right mojo to do. It's risky, and being coated in as many layers of glamour as he is, it's even riskier, but he's willing to take the chance. Because someone has to, because someone ought to. None of this is Dawn's fault. The monks gave her sentience and she doesn't deserve to have that sentience ripped away from her, shouldn't be reduced to a mass of swirling, lifeless energy. If he can stop that, then he's going to do something about it.

He's lost too many people he cared about to see someone he loved lose someone they love, too. Especially to something like this.

"I know. I get it." Because of Connor. She knows now what he did for his son, so yeah. He gets it.