(There's a knock at the door)

WILLOW: Come in.

(Giles enters, looking slightly worried)

WILLOW: Giles, what are you doing here?

GILES: I'm.. a bit concerned about you, actually.

WILLOW: Did Buffy tell you about the beer, 'cause..

GILES: Uh, Buffy didn't tell me anything..

WILLOW: Oh, well.. forget the beer part, then.

GILES: Happily. I came because we had an appointment the other day..

WILLOW: Oh.. Right, right.. The truth spell.

GILES: Yes, um.. Willow.. I know that you're going through a very difficult time.. But, shirking your responsibilities-

WILLOW: But.. I didn't - shirk. I.. Did the research, and I picked up the motherwort, I just forgot the doing the spell part.

GILES: Well, that isn't like you at all.

WILLOW: I know. I-I've been off. I-I even tried to do a spell last night. To have my will done? I was hoping it would make me feel better. But it just went ka-blooey.

GILES: A spell? I don't think it's wise for you to be doing that alone right now. Your energy's too unfocused.

WILLOW: Well, that's not true. I said I was off, not incompetent.

GILES: I only meant that you're grieving, and it might be wise if you took a break from doing spells without supervision.

WILLOW: So I get punished 'cause I'm in pain?

GILES: It's not punishment. I'm only saying this because I-

WILLOW: Oh, you care. Yeah. Everybody cares. Nobody wants to be inconvenienced. You all want me to take the time and go through the pain, as long as you don't have to hear about it anymore.

GILES: No, that's not fair.

WILLOW: Isn't it? 'Cause I'm doing the best I can and it doesn't seem to be enough for you guys.

GILES: And I see how you could feel that way, I do-

WILLOW: No, you don't. You say that you do, but you don't see anything.

(Her eyes take on a strange blue gleam as she speaks the words. Giles removes his glasses, suddenly finding his vision a bit blurred)

GILES: Um.. Oh, sorry.. Um, sorry. P-perhaps I'd better be going. Let's um, let's talk about this later.

(He leaves, walking down the hall in a bit of a daze. He runs into a student)

GILES: Oh! I'm sorry.. So sorry.

(He puts his glasses back on, quite confused with what is happening.)

• Giles & Willow
• Willow & Oz
• Willow's Witchiness

written by: Tracey Forbes; Transcribed by Collie. (Paranoia@slayme.com). Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/65somethingblue.html