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Illyria: I've nowhere to go. My kingdom is long dead. Long dead. There's so much I don't understand. I've become overwhelmed. I'm unsure of my place.

Wesley: Your place is with the rest of your people: dead and turned to ash!

Illyria: Perhaps...but I exist here. I must learn to walk in this world. I'll need your help...Wesley.

Wesley: If I were to help you find your way...you have to learn to change. You mustn't kill.

Illyria: You killed the Qwa'ha Xahn in defiance of your leader.

Wesley: He murdered the woman I love.

Illyria: And that made it just.

Wesley: No. It wasn't just... I'm probably the last man in the world to teach you what's right.

Illyria: But you will. If I abide, you will help me.

Wesley: Yes.

Illyria: Because I look like her?

Wesley: Yes.

Illyria: We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief?

Wesley: There's love. There's hope...for some. There's hope that you'll find something worthy...that your life will lead you to some joy...that after everything...you can still be surprised.

Illyria: Is that enough? Is that enough to live on?
(Shells - 5.16 - Angel)

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