Don't know where the bloody Hell she's gone off to, do I? Wee bit sad she's the closest thing I got to a partner in conversation, and the most she ever says to me is, [immitates Illyria's robotesque tone, though not even very well:] "Fetch me a muffin, pet. That is all you're good for." or "You do know I was Queen of the Universe, pet." [waves a frantic hand in gesture]
She knows we all remember her "vessel." She was a good bloody friend of ours, the bint. She can't just be poppin'-- not that I suppose she has a choice, anymore. She's losing strength. Can't help but wonder what that means for Freddie... [trails off, voice suspiciously wobbly]
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Where's Peaches gone off to, then? Can't imagine he'd stray far from his girlfriend and the bloody creature's been up my arse all afternoon. [some camera shaking will show that a large black dragon is in fact, chilling just behind Spike as though waiting for instruction. our errant vampire takes in a deep sighing breath, wiping at his eyes]
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