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[Wow, all that time. A lot had happened to Dawn between cratering Sunnydale and now. And now that she makes herself really look at him, yeah... he does look a little younger. The eye patch had maybe thrown her off. Her Xander of course had the eye patch.]
Maybe a little bit younger. But the same.
[She tucks her hair back behind her ears and makes herself take a step back, a respectable friend-type of distance. And she is trying so hard not to cry in front of him, so she squares her shoulders and draws in a deep breath and nods.] I get it. Alternate dimensions or timelines or... I get it. It's all wonky... which really isn't anything out of the norm for us, huh? More like a usual everyday thing. Wonkiness. I get it.