I sacrificed Angel to save the world. I loved him so much, but I knew. What was right. I don’t have that anymore. I don’t understand.
Okay, the point. Me, by myself all the time. I’m looking at you, everything you have, and, I don’t know, jealous. Then there I am. Everybody’s looking to me, trusting me to lead them, and I’ve never felt so alone in my entire life. And that’s you every day, isn’t it?