Part 3

"So, you're moving?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"Wills, there's so much in the world I haven't seen. And so now I'm going to go see it."

"But you won't be here! And you've got ages to see the world."

"I feel like I need to do it now."

"Oh."

"I'll call you. You know I will."

"I'm still going to miss you."

"I'm going to miss you, too. And I will be back. I just don't know when."

"So the whelp's leaving, eh?"

"Shove a sock in it, blood-breath."

"Doncha wonder why he's leaving?"

"He said he wanted to see the world."

"Like hell, witch. E's got a secret an' he don't want us to know what it is."

"That's ridiculous, bleach-for-brains. Xander would tell us if there was something going on."

"And you actually believe that, too. Poor, poor Slayer."

"Um, Dad, I'm outta here."

"Don't stay away forever."

"Right."

"You should tell your friends."

"Tell them what, Mom? That I'm dying? That there's nothing the doctors can do? What good will that do?"

"They deserve to know."

"Not til I'm ready."

"Give us a call when you get to your uncle's. I know things have been hard on you, but we're still here for you."

"Thanks, Dad."

"Bloody hell, the whelp's dying. No wonder e's leavin'. Hmm, mebbe I should catch im 'fore he's off."