[ faith's hesitating. she's rocky. and maybe she hasn't always been the neatest sack-o-hammers but buffy's gut tells her that this isn't the same reformed slayer who lopped off turok han heads with her under the new high school.

buffy takes this as bad news. ]

As far as I can tell? For very real. The wings are like genetic camouflage or life support. Lose'em and you're...[ wait. should she be telling faith how to best kill people in this town? buffy swallows hard. the sentence is a doozie to finish. ] Toast.

Welcome to Luceti.