[ It's easy for Xander when it feels like he's practically known her longer than he's known himself -- maybe that's part of what being a best friend means. Or, more like, he's pretty damn sure that's part of what it means. To love a person for all of them, almost more than just the good parts, because that's what you've gotta be able to put up with.

Not that he thinks Willow's got all that many faults. Except for the crazy powerful scary witch thing, but he understands that part of her too. ]

You're Will. My Willow. [ He looks at her firmly, as if he's capable of being stern, though his hold on her is still light. ] The same Willow i've always known, who can do amazing things without even having to try. You're the Willow that i've turned to almost every day of my life and nothing's gonna change that. Not even some... castle in some other world.

You're still you, and i'm here to make sure you stay that way.