[Oh no, she's all sad, and now Willow feels guilty.] I'm sorry-- they agree with him, really, just. History is sort of different where they're from. Like there's probably some sweet, grandmotherly version of the Condesce out there somewhere, but I'm not sure I'd trust her.

You probably have enough to worry about without worrying about this. I'm not doing so well at this cheering up conversation thing, [she says wryly.]