Narration(Kore): What a thought! How does Xander expect my family to react to a situation like Shane?
Narration(Kore): One doesn't entertain a dalliance with the hired help. I don't get to choose who to be with.
Narration(Kore): The family can't afford to mix blood too thinly. And there are a long line of historical examples to turn to should anyone feel...exempt from this particular law.
Narration(Kore): Shane is plainly not that kind. Do you think you are?
Narration(Kore): Don't wish for that, Ves. ...that thing... you knew from the very first moment...
Narration(Kore): Your telepathy told you about my sharp sense of smell and heightened reflexes. ...everything I try to calm down...hide.
Narration(Kore): Would that be the best way to fight your fiolence? Hybridize Shane? Change his metabolic rate, his chemistry? With telepathy....I could.
Narration(Kore): Then he'd be our bastard child. Your telepathy and my cursed blood. I have no right to even think these things.
Xander: He's not a telepath. For reasons you point out, I wasn't able to make him understand how it worked.
Xander: His body can't respond to the changes I made in his mind.
Xander: Yours does.
Kore: God, Ves...
Kore: Don't make me do this to you!
Kore: Ok, ok. You want to know why?
Kore: This is why.