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[ good news holtz is dead. bad news it wasn't at angel's hand. not that darla particularly condones angel losing his soul now, since angelus wouldn't be able to care for connor the way darla couldn't. she envies angel for that. when cursed with a soul, it ripped her apart from the inside out. she's finding she's in the same situation without it. and all for a boy she spent nine long, confusing months carrying. she doesn't understand it and she doesn't think she ever will. ]
At least he has his father to keep him safe at night, now. From all those monsters you keep in your closet or let walk into your little safe haven.
[ it's her way of saying is he safe, now? because showing concern is something darla can't bring herself to properly express. darla doesn't allow herself to breathe that sigh of relief, either. she may not be able to care for connor in the way she wanted to, because being soulless kind of means she's heartless, but the selfish - and maybe selfless - part of her is glad that she didn't put an end to her reign for nothing. she spares angel a glance, now, because hearing that connor is safe, the end, is what she needs to be able to gain some semblance of peace. the best thing they ever did together and she wants to keep it safe from being tarnished. ]