[ A few more seconds pass as that blood moves, Buffy's gaze catching on it, before she leans down to pick up that hammer again, her expression becoming more angry than upset. Addressing the corpse that dares to wear Dawn's face, she practically growls at it. ]
You are not my sister.
[ Then she turns away from the grotesque corpse to head for the stairs. ]
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You are not my sister.
[ Then she turns away from the grotesque corpse to head for the stairs. ]