-Spike: The past is an unfathomable abyss, your only chance is to turn around and face it. But it’s like kissing your dead love on the lips. With the darkness waiting in his mouth. We are willing to suffer. To die for what we care about. For love, for the right choices.
-Loona: My God! I’ve ended up being a damsel in distress.
-Spike: She was dead, the bullet she had in her head had reached the end. In slow motion.