[Illyria]
Yeah, yeah, I'm muck beneath your feet. I get it. But you've come dangerously close to threatening a presumably innocent woman, and you apparently insist on screwing with Wesley's head, no matter how much anyone tries to stop you. Which means this truce you and I have going on? It's nearing its end, Illyria. And I have a lot of new friends here who can help me figure out a way to kill you if I need to.