"You broke my heart you unfeeling wanker. I wish I had the words to explain how much it hurt, but I don't. The words die with your name on my lips. There was a time you were everything to me. Didn't you get that? You were every-fucking-thing. I would have done anything for you, but you never gave me a chance, you turned your back on us-- you walked away and I didn't think that I could ever forgive you. And even now there's still that voice inside my head telling me that having a soul strengths bonds not weakens them. But I get it now, I get that it was not enough to stay. You know I never did tell you I loved you. Now I never will."
"The most mental part of this is that now you're gone, you're actually gone. There's no final resting place, no grave stone to mourn at, just dust that soon scattered in the fight. It's like you never existed. Like nature has righted its wrong. You and me, Darla and Drusilla, we should have died a long time ago. Yeah, you already knew that but it's taken me a bit longer to see... the things we done, we should never have done and I know you've spent half your life regretting them, trying to fix your fragmented soul, but I don't think we can be redeemed. I think we're actually broken."
"Sometimes I wonder if you still thought about the first time we were here. It's kind of pathetic that I still do, huh? God, I remember how scared I was. I can't even recall what it was I said to piss you off, but I remember how you answered. I don't think I had ever been hit that hard in my life. And then when you barked to follow you... I thought for sure I was dust. But then you kissed me. And for the first time in my unlife I felt alive."
"I wish you were here now. Not that you'd be much good, mind. You were no fun since that gorgeous blonde bint walked into your life. She's doing good now, you know. I think she's finally got a shot at being normal. It's like everything's turning out the way it was supposed to be."
"I can feel it now, the sun's nearly here. I guess all we ever were was dust."