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“Did you get it?”
“I did.”
“Did you …?”
“No, I set it free. Outside. It’s bad luck to kill them, you know?”
“It is? I didn’t know. Hold on. Set it free? How do you know it won’t come back?”
“I don’t know. I doubt it will, but if it does, I will deal with it.”
“Promise?”
“I promise.”
“My hero.”
“Yes, well … Buffy, you are the Slayer. You face far worse things on a daily basis. Surely you should -?”
“I should. And I can, but – really, Giles. Naked me. Spider. Bathroom? Not exactly mixy things …”
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