"There you are. School in - some quiet place where I can raise chickens and where Maitimo says there are no vampires and where the schools are very good or very bad and need replacing with a new experimental school that experiments with not abusing the students."

- momentarily very confused about why he would want to be in the same city as her but not gonna comment on it.

"I guess that sounds OK.

"I should, um - I'm actually technically living with, like, four people right now, and I should maybe be considering whether it would be unfair to the other two if me and Connor and Zana just left? - and, like, they would worry, if we were just suddenly gone."

"Do you want them to come too?"

"Yeah. Probably."

"Okay. Can we have names, occupations -- so we can have something set up for them --"

"Uh. Kate Marks, she works in a warehouse. And Andrea Chen, but she's, like, ninety and retired. Cousin and great-grandmother. Who - I guess might alarm the rest of the family by disappearing, but honestly less than you'd think."

"Okay. I would recommend that you all assume names, just in case Wolfram and Hart looks for you. We can protect against most avenues of magical tracing, but not against just looking you up in the phone book."

"Or on the internet."

"Yeah. Sure. Makes sense."

"Is something wrong? Wronger than it was five minutes ago, I mean?"

"No! Just, um - considering that I will be much more permanently cutting off contact with my parents. And entire family. I guess."

"We can pass on letters but they'd have to be carefully devoid of identifying details."

"It's - not really worth it."

"Her parents suck."

"Mmm."

"Don't."

"I wouldn't!"

"They're not that bad."

"They deserve a joyful and interesting and fulfilling eternity and everything but they're bad for you."

"Plausibly."

"Man should I just....list off all the things that are bad for you - school, your parents, having to take orders from people who aren't actually competent to give them, not sleeping enough, feeling like I'll hurt people if you don't handle things well enough, not getting enough hugs, and actual cuddles, I think, distinct from hugs, being in places where you think you're supposed to be happy, people paying you too close attention, and - uh some stuff that seems very unlikely to come up."

"I sound like a very fragile person."

"You wanna hear the list of all the things that are bad for me?"

"Um. I guess if you think it'll illustrate a point or something."

"Trash cans! Walls with peeling paint. Litter. Neighbors who leave their dogs inside. Dogs in general, actually, 'cept Wishbone I guess. Authority figures, books, forms that you have to do more than just sign, the Dewey Decimal System, passing pregnant humans on the street, car alarms, the smell of fast food places, cops, teachers, urban environments, sleeping indoors, Karen being dead, the existence of hell dimensions, the way food rots when it gets old, peacetime, having prisoners, having to do politics, recycled-smelling air."