lovetobrag:

[pm] I’m not bitter about it or anything, believe me.  I was just sayin’.  She’s real lucky to have you looking out for her, you know?

[pm] I’m the one who’s lucky. I know that people dying is a part of life, but she was too young to go. It wasn’t like when I… jumped. It wasn’t her time. If anyone deserves a long full life, it’s her. She’s such a special person, Spike. I want to be able to see what she looks like as an old woman. 

lovetobrag: 

[pm] Right.  And all hazing was made bearable by ye olde use of thy.  You do know frilly collars and tights went out of fashion two hundred years prior, yeah? 

She and I’ve got that in common.

[pm] Oh. Well, still… This is why they should just keep me away from books all together, my attempts at witty culture references always come out sounding stupid anyways. I think I’ll just stick to punning. It is the humor of the groundlings after all (unless I’m wrong about that one too), much more my style.

And you still get to fight, just not with your teeth. I know it’s a raw deal and all, but I thought you wanted it that way?

lovetobrag:

[pm] Not wrong if you think it’d make a difference.  Went through what you did on your own — and she’s a tough kid, I know, but this all’s tougher.  Don’t wanna crowd her.  Don’t wanna leave her floundering.  Probably best to keep close, even if you can’t do much ‘cept be there and make it known.

[pm] So then maybe we could talk to her together? You know, like a sort of double team. I don’t think she’ll be really excited about the idea. But I want her near me. And she listens to you.