The Gift
AN – This chapter ended up longer than expected! I hope you enjoy it, please leave reviews if you do as they really help the motivation. It's still progressing at a slow pace, we have a little to get through before the start of the Phantom Menace. Thank you so much to the reviewers and readers of my last chapter.
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Chapter Six – The Capital
Buffy glided down towards the platform, landing gently and pushing forwards into the city. As she did so, she adjusted the long electropole strapped to her back. As with everything made by the gungans, it was designed to be easily carried through the water and she barely registered that she was swimming with it. The hydrostatic door allowed her through, drying her hair as it did so. Buffy still marvelled at the things the gungans had managed to achieve with such supposedly basic technology.
Tucking the breather into a back pocket on the trousers she was wearing, she greeted one of the nearby gungans that she recognised with a wave. Before Buffy had a chance to go and speak with her, Dawn came leaping out of nowhere and grabbed Buffy's arm.
"There you are! Come on, you've got to see this."
Dawn all but dragged Buffy through the city back to their bubble. They'd finally been moved out of the first bubble they'd been given into another that was close by, partly to make sure Dawn was available to the healers whenever they needed her and partly to reduce the chance of either sister getting hopelessly lost around the city.
"What's the rush?" Buffy asked, allowing her sister to tow her along.
"You'll see!" Dawn said excitedly. "Where were you anyway?"
"Oh, here and there…" Dawn, despite still rushing forwards, managed to fix Buffy with a glare. "Fine! I heard rumours that one of those big fish things was coming up too close to the city, I thought I'd go have a look."
"Captain Tarpals said not to go too far."
"And I didn't!" Buffy protested. "I just went to see if I could see any signs of it."
By this point they had reached the bubble. Dawn went straight in, over to their beds. "Tadaa!"
Buffy looked at the outfit laid out on her bed, the soft drape of the fabric almost shimmering under the soft lighting of the bubble. It was a dress in a pale green, with a boat neck top and a waist tie. Standing on the floor by the edge of the bed were a pair of sturdy boots. Looking over at Dawn's bed Buffy could see a similar dress in a soft pink, with a higher neckline and long sleeves.
"Where did these come from?" She asked, a touch of awe in her voice. "They're beautiful."
"Mesa friend Gar Da make dem." Healer Burban told Buffy from where she was stood to the side of the bubble. "Yousa need Naboo clothes to go to da Naboo."
Buffy was familiar with Gar Da. The gungan was a seamstress of sorts and had adapted the usual gungan clothing to fit both Buffy and Dawn. In fact, Buffy was wearing one of her creations now – a fitted pair of trousers with a blouse-like tunic top, with a leather harness strapped to her torso which held the long electropole in place on her back. But all that was a minor alteration of existing gungan clothes. These dresses… they were like nothing the gungan ever wore. Even the fabric was completely different to the muted earth tones the gungan favoured.
"Thank you." Buffy told Healer Burban. "And please, can you thank Gar Da too? These are beautiful."
Dawn was holding hers up against her tall frame, swishing it from side to side with a smile of child-like delight on her face.
"Dawn says thank you too." Buffy said as she rolled her eyes with an amused smile.
"It's so pretty!" Dawn exclaimed happily.
"It not be as posh as most Naboo clothes." Healer Burban cautioned. "But it made from da gungan material – easy to swim in and won't stay wet. Yousa will look different from da Naboo but yousa can say yousa is off-worlders."
Buffy's mind finally drifted away from the clothes to what the healer was saying. "Wait, Boss Nass thinks we're ready to go to Theed?" Over the last couple of months the boss had talked with Buffy sporadically about her progress and that of the younglings she was training. He'd spent time telling her about some of the recent history between the Gungan and the Naboo. He'd even shown her some of the local geography, explaining about how the planet Naboo was unusual in that it had a water core, which was the home of several dangerous creatures but could be traversed quickly to get across the planet. Buffy would even go so far as to say she'd built up a tentative friendship with the leader of the Gungan.
Healer Burban nodded to her. "Yousa has learned da language and wesa needs some things dat da outlying traders do not have." She smiled at Buffy. "Yousa gets to go shopping! Wesa have freed up da next few days. Boss Nass asks dat yousa go and see him before yousa go."
With that, the healer left after instructing them to try on the clothing. Something that Buffy and Dawn were only too happy to do.
Standing in the pale green dress, Buffy felt more feminine than she had in months. Dawn's pink dress similarly enhanced her figure, far more so than the tunic and trousers combination or healer robes that she'd been wearing recently. Buffy eyed up the boots but decided that she'd become so used to walking around barefoot that she would save them for the surface.
Deciding to get the discussion with Boss Nass over, she left Dawn packing a few supplies for a couple of days away and went to the Council Room. She was admitted quickly, taking up her position on the central platform she had become used to.
Boss Nass scrutinised her for a few minutes, occasionally clicking as was his habit. "Mesa think dat da gungan clothes are better for da Slayer." He said eventually, gesturing to the dress.
Buffy laughed. "Well yes, but this is better for the girl. And it's the girl you want to send shopping in Theed."
The boss joined in her laughter. "True dat, true dat. Now, mesa has gift for yousa and Dawnee." He gestured at one of the guards, who passed Buffy two bags full of small golden chips and a long list. She looked at them curiously, turning them over in her hand. "Dey are credit chips." Boss Nass informed her. "Da red bag is for da supplies yousa getting for da Gungan, from da list. Da other is for yousa and Dawnee."
"A credit chip." Buffy's eyes lit up. "Like money?"
"Yes." The boss looked at her. "Is enough for food, staying, some clothes and more. Is pay for da work yousa and Dawnee do here."
Buffy looked at the small chips in the bag, picking one up to inspect it and jaw dropping at the amount. She might not really know what it was worth, but that many gold chips could never be bad. "Thank you!" She told him gratefully. The Big Boss just waved it off.
"Yousa can borrow mesa heyblibber submarine, but no damages it!" He waved his hand threatening. Buffy laughed again before thanking him and leaving the chamber. Outside Captain Tarpals was waiting for her.
"Yousa going to da Naboo today?"
"I think so." Buffy looked down at the credit chips she carried. "I have a shopping list, I have money, I have the clothes…" she twirled in the dress, smirking up at the captain. "I've even been given permission by Boss Nass to use his sub… I'm all set. Just need to collect Dawn."
"Yousa taking da Boss's heyblibber?" Captain Tarpals's eyes bugged out of his head. "No. Nah uh. Mesa seen you driving. Mesa drive da heyblibber, take yousa and Dawnee. Den mesa wait while you get what yousa needs, bring yousa back."
"But we could be there a couple of days!" Buffy protested. "I don't expect you to wait that long for us."
Tarpals shook his head. "Mesa needs to do some things up dere anyways, has been in Otoh Gunga long time now. Mesa drops yousa off, den pick up after two days, unless yousa say yousa need lift early."
Buffy couldn't think of an argument against that and really given how disastrous her attempts to drive a submarine had been she should be thankful that he was prepared to do it for her. To be offered Boss Nass's personal heyblibber was a great honour – he was notoriously very proud of it but it needed to be returned in pristine condition.
She went back to the bubble to collect Dawn, who had managed to pack them everything they needed in two small bags. The simple life of the Gungan had definitely taught them to travel light, if nothing else. Like Buffy, Dawn was carrying her boots ready to put on when they reached the surface. Despite having played with her dress before, Dawn was now fidgeting in it.
"You ok?" Buffy asked her as she grabbed both the bags.
"I guess." Dawn fidgeted again then took a deep breath. "It just feels weird, you know? I haven't worn normal clothes since we got here, and I think I might kinda like the gungan clothes after all."
Buffy smiled at her. "I know what you mean. This is almost the other extreme. Come on, let's go hit Theed – we might find something we like more there."
"Are we swimming?" Dawn asked cautiously as she followed Buffy out of their bubble. Whilst Dawn's swimming had improved a lot since their first lesson, she still wasn't very confident and usually only went out in company and even then only around the city.
"Nope!" Buffy replied, popping the p sound and grinning at Dawn. "Boss Nass is lending us his heyblibber!"
"He's what? And you're going to drive it?" Dawn looked horrified. "He loves that thing! We could be cast out of the city completely!"
"And that is why Roos is driving. Come on Dawn, it will be fine."
The sisters made their way through the city to the special bubble that held the submarines. There were several of the typical gungan bongo submarines, craft that looked like manta rays which held between three and ten occupants depending on how they were set up. But at the end, presiding over the rest like a ruler over their subjects, was Boss Nass's personal heyblibber. The heyblibber was obviously different to the rest of the submarines, resembling a large deep sea fish more than a ray.
Captain Tarpals stood near it, obviously waiting for them. He grunted in approval when he saw the small size of the bags they were carrying.
"Yousa both ready? Wesa going through da core – tis da quickest way to Theed."
"The core?" Dawn gulped, she'd heard horror stories in the healer rooms from gungans who had decided to brave the core and needed patching up as a result. She had no desire to go anywhere near it.
"Is ok," the captain reassured her. "Da heyblibber will be fine. More powerful dan da bongos." He gestured at the fleet bobbing gracefully in their moorings.
"Great," Buffy replied, swinging into the heyblibber. Captain Tarpals coughed discretely and she realised she'd chosen the driving seat. With a sheepish apology she slid sideways, Dawn clambering into a seat behind her.
"It's huge in here," Dawn commented as she looked around the inside.
"Is good for da shopping." Captain Tarpals told her. "Wesa no wants yousa to feel like yousa can't shop as much as yousa like." He even kept a straight face, despite knowing how much both sisters were looking forward to retail therapy.
Buffy rolled her eyes at him. "Come on, I want to see what this does!"
The journey through the core was uneventful. Several times Buffy saw the large and dangerous creatures that made this such a hazardous journey, but the heyblibber was fast and streaked by before the creatures could really even notice they were there.
In Theed, they reached the small docks at the river's edge. The sight of two human girls climbing out of a gungan submersible was notable enough to draw a crowd, so Buffy and Dawn quickly said goodbye to Captain Tarpals and made their way away from the docks. Before taking off, he pressed some form of communication device in Buffy's hand, saying that he would be back at the docks in two days unless she called him to pick them up earlier.
Fighting through the people was tiring, and a strange feeling after the peace and tranquillity of Otoh Gunga. But as soon as they left the riverside the crowds dispersed and both sisters felt that they could breathe again.
"So, what first?" Dawn asked, looking at Buffy who considered for a moment.
"I think first… we look around and try to get our bearings. We need to find somewhere to sleep tonight, somewhere to eat and where the shops are. I think we should try to get everything on the list as our priority, as then we can spend the rest of our time looking for clothes and anything else we want. But I don't know where we're going to get all these things." Buffy frowned down at the list, some of the items were obvious but some she'd never heard of. It didn't help that her ability to read Basic was still pretty rusty. Dawn rolled her eyes and plucked the list out of her sister's hand.
"I'll take this." Buffy was going to argue but through better of it – Dawn had proven adept at picking up the written language quickly. She looked around as they strode down a wide street. The buildings towered above her but didn't make her feel cramped. Everything had an air of age about it, from the way plants climbed up the stonework to the design of the architecture itself. Most buildings seemed to be made out of a pale cream stone and arches and rotunda seemed popular in design.
"Oh look, maps!" Dawn exclaimed, pointing to a small stall to the side of the street. She dragged Buffy over and they quickly acquired a small paper map of Theed. "Looks like this area caters to tourists." Dawn stated. "This is one of the main streets, but it just heads to the palace. We need to find the markets." She turned the map over a couple of times. "I think it's this way." She told Buffy, before realising that Buffy wasn't listening at all. Instead, she was staring up at the sky.
"You ok?"
"Just thinking that this is the first time I've seen the sky for a while." Buffy smiled at Dawn. "I didn't realise how much I missed it." Buffy looked around, at the people who were hurrying to and fro. It was easy to tell the tourists from the residents – the people of Theed seemed to be in a continual rush, whereas there were family groups milling around some of the small stalls selling trinkets and souvenirs.
She looped her arm through Dawn's. "We have a bit of time before we have to buy anything – let's just have a look around for a bit."
"Sure."
The two girls strolled down the street. Buffy was curious about the Naboo, having heard so much from the gungans. The women strolled around in ornate dresses, tall headgear or cowls covering their heads. Men tended to be clean shaven, wearing long cloaks that were usually trimmed in elaborate colours. In comparison, the dresses that Buffy and Dawn were wearing seemed very simple and basic in design, a fact that was noted by more than one passing sneer.
"They do seem a bit…" Buffy paused, trying to find the right words.
"Snooty?" Dawn answered for her, pulling a face at the next woman to scan her clothing. The woman looked affronted, pulling her own cloak tighter around herself and hurrying away.
"Yep, snooty is a good word for it." Buffy confirmed, glaring at the back of the woman. "Come on, let's find a place to stay for the night."
They found a small inn tucked away down a side street and managed to get a room. The man behind the counter was sceptical at first, but the sight of the republic credits that Buffy was carrying soon persuaded him. They found a room at the top of the building that had a small balcony and a view over the rooftops of the city.
Buffy stood on the balcony, breathing in the fresh air and enjoying the fact that up here no one would be looking down on her.
"I thought he was going to have a heart attack when he saw those credits." Dawn commented as she came up to Buffy. "Do you think it's safe to carry that much around?"
Buffy shrugged. "If I was anyone else? Probably not, but…"
"…but they'd have to be mad or stupid to attack the vampire slayer." Dawn finished with a grin. "Or her deadly little sister!"
Buffy raised an eyebrow. "What were you planning to do, squeal them to death?"
"I could be deadly," Dawn pouted, pulling a fighting pose and promptly tripping over the hem of her dress, landing on one of the beds with a thump.
Buffy shook her head. "You're as clumsy as one of my students!" As soon as she said it, an idea entered her head and she gazed at Dawn with a calculating eye. "In fact, you should come along to the classes sometime. Might be useful for you."
"Really?" Dawn sat up, eager expression on her face. "I could learn how to fight with the younglings?"
"I'd have to ask Roos but I don't see why not." Buffy replied with a smile. "Come on, it's time we started looking for this shopping list."
With some help from a couple of the Naboo and Dawn's small map, they managed to navigate to the main market area. Once there Buffy put her haggling skills to best practice, soon picking up the true value of most of the goods she was purchasing. She managed to arrange for most of them to be delivered to the docks on the day they were planning to leave.
After making a serious dent in the list, she started to ask surreptitious questions to find out if there would be anyone with answers as to how she and Dawn could go home. From the nonplussed expressions on most faces when she mentioned a portal or magic, she could tell she was facing dead ends.
The next day passed in much the same way. In the morning, the girls managed to finish off the list of supplies for Boss Nass. The afternoon was spent having fun choosing clothes, making the most of the credits they had been given to choose outfits that were far more flattering than the adapted gungan clothing they had been wearing.
But their search for more information about why they were here at all and how to get home was proving far more difficult. After the shopping was done, Buffy and Dawn trawled around some of the restaurants and bars, finding no one who wanted or was able to talk to them. Eventually their search culminated in a small, seedy bar near one of the spaceports, where Buffy again brought up travel with some of the locals. This time she discussed the Earth and whether any of the clientele had heard of it. After being quizzed on what sector it was in and what systems it might be near, she yet again drew blanks and was beginning to get frustrated when the serving girl leaned closer.
"My grandmother might know something for you," she said quietly. "If you can wait for a few minutes, I'll take my break and introduce you."
"Is she a traveller?" Buffy asked curiously. The girl hesitated.
"No… but she is a seer."
Well this sounded more promising than anything Buffy had heard so far. She agreed to wait out the front of the bar with Dawn until the serving girl came onto her break. Buffy mainly wanted to be out of the stale air and dingy atmosphere of the bar. As it was near a spaceport it contained all manner of off-worlders, which is one of the reasons why Buffy had chosen it as she'd realised during the course of the day that the Naboo were really quite insular. But despite all the time she had spent living with the gungan, she hadn't been exposed to quite how many different species there were and it was making her feel a little uneasy. Added to that was the constant stream of smoke from various pipes and she was desperate to be back in the fresh air. Judging by Dawn's relieved gasp next to her, she wasn't the only one.
Buffy hadn't wanted to take Dawn in with her at all – the seedy bar was no place for a fourteen year old girl. But the alternative was leaving her by herself in Theed, at least if Dawn was with her Buffy could offer some protection. Thankfully, no one had bothered them. It helped that Buffy had bought a cloak to cover Dawn's appearance with – mainly so she wouldn't get thrown out for being too young, although Buffy now suspected that wouldn't have been an issue given the rest of the clientele.
"That was gross." Dawn summed up, pulling a face. Buffy nodded absently, looking at a collection of posters on the wall. It seemed to be for some sort of election.
"That is some pretty extreme make up," Dawn commented as she followed Buffy's gaze. Buffy couldn't help but agree. The young girl she was looking at – well, Buffy assumed she was young but it was very hard to tell – was wearing elaborate makeup which coated her whole face and made it incredibly pale. One small red strip on her bottom lip stood out amongst the white, along with two red dots on her cheek. On her head was an elaborate headpiece that couldn't possibly be her real hair.
"Amidala." Buffy read from the top of the flyer. "Seems to be up for some sort of election… for Queen. Wait, you can be elected Queen? Why did I not know this?"
Dawn rolled her eyes. "Not on Earth you can't. Guess that's something else that's different here." She read the manifesto. "Wait, she's my age! And this Queen is essentially the ruler of the Naboo!"
"Seriously?" Buffy gaped at the flyer. "Don't take this the wrong way Dawn, but I don't think anyone your age would really be old enough to be the Queen of the Naboo."
Dawn was shaking her head vehemently. "I agree! That's just… no way." She scanned the rest of the flyers. "They are all young. Oldest is twenty five. Do they have something against electing old people?"
"The young are seen to be innocent and idealistic." A soft voice said from behind them. Buffy and Dawn spun around to see the serving girl had finally managed to come out to meet them. "Both are traits that the Naboo highly prize."
"Well, good luck to them." Buffy dismissed the posters. "I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name."
"Erida," the girl replied.
"So you aren't Naboo?" Dawn asked. When Buffy looked at her curiously Dawn shrugged. "She said that the traits were something the Naboo prize, as though she isn't one."
Erida smiled at Dawn. "That's right; my grandmother, mother and I are off-worlders. We came here a few years ago now, my father was one of the Naboo and when he died my mother wanted me to experience some of that heritage."
"You said your grandmother is a seer?" Buffy asked her. Erida looked around.
"Yes, but don't say that too loudly. The Naboo can be very superstitious, despite proclaiming they don't believe in any of the mystical arts unless they are those used by the Jedi." She gestured for Buffy and Dawn to follow her as she disappeared down an alley way. After exchanging a quick glance Buffy slipped into the alley behind Erida, Dawn staying close behind her.
They didn't have far to go before Erida was leading them up a series of stairs into a small apartment. Inside there was a clean and tidy main room, small kitchenette off to one side. A grey haired lady was humming as she embroidered, looking up as the three girls entered.
"Ah Erida, thank you for bringing them. It's kind of you to use your break, but don't you think you should be getting back?"
"But Grandma, I-"
"It's ok dear, I can take it from here." The older lady stood up gracefully and shooed her granddaughter out of the apartment. With an apologetic look back at Buffy and Dawn, Erida complied and headed back to the bar.
"Please sit," the lady was saying now, gesturing to a small sofa. "My name is Thaila."
"Um… thanks." Buffy said as she sat stiffly on the sofa. "I'm Buffy and this is Dawn." Dawn waved before sitting next to Buffy, nervously jiggling her leg.
"Oh I know who you are, dear." Thaila sat back down in her chair, a wicker seat covered in bright fabric. "Well… I know what you two are. I'm not quite sure which is the Slayer and which the Key, your auras blend so closely together." She gestured to a pitcher on a small table next to Buffy, ignoring how both girls started at the revelation she knew who they were. "Please, help yourself to some juice."
Buffy didn't move. "How do you know that?"
The lady smiled at Buffy and leant towards her. As Buffy looked closer, she could see that Thaila's eyes were clouded with cataracts and that she seemed to look through rather than at Buffy. "My eyes may be faded dear, but my Sight is clear. You must be the Slayer then. I knew that you would come to speak to me. I have something of importance to tell you."
"Can you help us get home?"
Thaila tutted as she sat back deeper into her chair. "Always the same with the young, never want to actually enjoy the gifts they have been given."
"Gifts? What gifts?" Dawn asked curiously, while Buffy stilled next to her. The words of the First Slayer came back to Buffy.
"Death is your gift."
"Your gift brought you here." Thaila was looking directly at Buffy now, her milky eyes intent.
"No, that can't be right." Buffy stated. "We need to get home. Our friends and family, they need us."
"You don't think you've earned your rest?" Thaila smiled gently. "This is where you belong now. Here you don't need to be the Vampire Slayer, you can just be the Slayer."
"What's the difference?" Buffy asked, curiosity meaning that even though she wanted to reject what she was hearing, she had to ask.
"Choice." Thaila replied simply. Buffy fell silent, thinking about what the seer had told her.
"I'm confused." Dawn stated. "What aren't you telling me?"
"Don't worry about it, Dawn." Buffy replied. "Just something I heard while on my Slayer quest, that's all."
Dawn folded her arms across her chest and sat in a sullen silence at being so easily dismissed.
"There is something else." Thaila told them both. "There is something else that is here, it came at the same time you did. I think it must be for you."
"What is it?" Buffy asked.
"A weapon of some sort." Thaila shrugged. "I can't tell you anything more than that, but I think you'll know when you find it."
"You don't have it here?"
"No, you must go to find it." Thaila stood up and walked over to a desk with the practiced ease of someone who had done it several times before. "Ah, I do have this for you though." She produced a chart of some description. "This is the location where you need to look."
Buffy took the map from her, looking at it curiously. She could see the marks that Thaila had made, but the chart meant nothing to her. Dawn looked at it over her shoulder.
"Captain Tarpals will know." The younger girl stated confidently, earning herself a glare from Buffy.
"So you have no information about how we can get home?" Buffy asked again, hoping to glean anything.
Thaila shook her head with a smile. "No, I've told you all I have. But it's been nice to see you. When you find what is waiting for you, would you please bring it back to show me? I would be very interested."
Buffy glared at her, standing up suddenly. "Come on Dawn, we need to go. Thank you," she added grudgingly on the end, although Thaila ignored her rude manner and just waved them off.
Outside, at the bottom of the steps leading to the apartment Erida was leaning against the wall. On seeing Buffy and Dawn she stood up straight. "Everything ok with Grandmother? I know she can be a little… intense."
"Just fine," Buffy replied, trying not to show how annoyed she was at the lack of real answers. "Thanks for that."
Erida shrugged. "No problem. I do have to get back though, so I'll see you around." She left with a wave, leaving Buffy and Dawn to head back to their hotel.
"Well she was a load of help," Buffy grumbled, stomping down the street once they were nearly back to their hotel, ignoring the sneer on the faces of most of the Naboo they passed by. "All about gifts and weapons, nothing useful about going home."
"Maybe…maybe we aren't meant to go home," Dawn suggested tentatively.
"No Dawn, that can't be it. There must be a way."
"But what if there isn't? No Buffy," she said when her sister opened her mouth to argue. "Think about it. She said that coming here was meant to be your gift for sacrificing yourself to save the world, yes?"
"Yes," Buffy agreed begrudgingly. "How did you know that?"
"I might be young but I do have a brain and I can figure things out." Dawn replied impatiently. "So that means you wouldn't be needed back at home, or this wouldn't be a gift but a punishment. Maybe what she means is that we get a new chance here. Think about it – not even confined to just one planet! There is a whole galaxy here waiting for us to explore it!"
"A whole galaxy?" Buffy stared at Dawn. "Dawn, don't you even want to go home?"
Dawn shuffled a foot. "Honestly? No, not really. But I get why you do, I think."
"But…" Buffy couldn't even comprehend it. "But why not?"
Dawn sighed. "It's not like I have much of a life there Buffy. Now that… since mom is gone, most of my ties are here." She looked pointedly at her older sister.
"But what about your friends?" Buffy's face held a crease of confusion.
"What friends? It's only Janice really and let's be honest Buffy, all our memories together have just been made up by a load of monks. I don't really have any other friends, which come to think of it is probably because it's quite hard to make up a whole life for several different people. Here…I dunno. Here I get a chance to do something real, become whoever I actually want to be. And so do you! There are no demons so you don't have to be the Vampire Slayer, like Thaila said. You don't have to be a slayer of any kind. You can just be you."
Buffy went silent for a few moments as she thought about it. What did she have back in her old life? Her friends, sure, but they would be ok. Not straight away, but with time. Giles, but he had a life before her and would have one after. What if this was the weirdest way the universe had ever found to reward someone for dying not once but twice for the world?
"Okay," she said slowly. "I still think we need to work out what happened, but we're not going to get answers here and I don't want to leave the gungan yet so… so let's go and look for this weapon thing the seer was talking about. If it's real and where she says it is, we'll assume that the other stuff she said was true. If it isn't, then we'll think up another way to get out of here to get some answers."
"Yay!" Dawn squealed, hugging her sister tightly. "Thank you Buffy, you're the best."
