illyria is a very inspirational person (godking) wrote in utr_logs,
"Well, that's certainly a relief," Wesley said with a laugh. "I've heard his poetry and really wouldn't want him to be gay for me." Even if she had seen something between himself and the older man, it was long gone. He wasn't sure he would ever be able to forgive him for refusing to help them save Fred.
"I don't remember my grandfather, honestly," Wesley said with a shrug. "He died when I was still rather young. I really couldn't say what he was like." He looked at Faith. "I think even without this," he made a vague gesture with his hand as if that could encompass the enormity of what 'this' meant, the legacy of Slayers and Watchers, "you would have become more than your background. You're not the kind of person to accept that lot without one hell of a fight. I admire that about you."
"I did a bit," he said. "We all made mistakes...in our own ways, we were all very young then...it's strange to think it was only a little more than five years ago...we've all changed so much." He looked over curiously. "I assume Buffy and Rupert rebuilt the Council somewhat differently?" he asked. Not that he was curious. Of course not. He'd cut ties with the Council, burned that bridge well enough. He ate some and nodded his agreement. "Very good...or we're more hungry than we thought."