I met you at the Dalek Asylum, there was a girl in the ship wreck and she died saving my life and she was you. Victorian London, there was a governess, she was really a barmaid, and we fought The Great Intelligence together. She died and it was my fault and she was you!
Nothing is ever forgotten, not completely.
Can I ask a favor? There’s something I want to see.
Yeah OK that’s fine I don’t need a proper explanation. Whatever, you can do that. Go ahead. You can jump right into post-apocolyptic LA without any warning.
I don’t even know why I watch TV shows. It’s a pretty traumatic pastime.
OK. Whatever. I’ll go download/stream season two illegally or something.
Oh my God, Wes. I’d just forgiven you for Fred. Seriously, Joss, you have now suceeded in killing almost every single person I love. In BtVS and AtS. Congratulations.
Bastard, Joss Whedon.
I love you.