Well, good. Looks like your friend’ll be needin’ you to be there proper, anyway—in the physically there sense, not the finger-waggin’ half-bent sense.

[pm] If you’re talking about Willow, she doesn’t want me to be there. Made it really clear, even sicced Faith on me. I cant do this much longer, I have to know that what people are telling me is true. And that means details, for Dawn’s sake. If Willow is going all dark again, I need to know. She threatened Dawn before and I’m not going through her death again. They all lie. I can’t do it anymore. It’s too big a risk.