Xander: I really should leave you to see how long you'll last.
Thought(Xander): Rats. She's still in and out. She'll never remember any of this, I'll bet.
Thought(Xander): Well, come on then. My dinner is getting cold.
Thought(Xander): You don't want to make me force you to let go, lady. I'd rip you to pieces.
Xander: But the storm is doing that already, isn't it?
Xander: What if I hadn't come back for you?
Kore: I'm glad you did.
Telepathy(Xander): So you can talk now. I guess there's no use messing around. Hang on.