Angel hurries into the room and sees Connor, with his back to Angel, standing over Sahjhan's body. Okay, here I did like Boreanaz, because he looks extremely nervous, and with good reason. Connor turns and gasps, "Whoa! You see that? I went all hardcore there for a second. That guy made me really cranky." Angel, still uncertain, asks if Connor's okay. Connor ponders that and says he thinks so, and then adds, "I don't really like people touching my neck." Heh. Angel stammers, and Connor asks if they can leave. He doesn't meet Angel's eyes as he says, "I'd like to go back." Oof. He puts the axe down and adds, "This whole fighting thing -- I'm not really sure it's for me." He finally looks up at Angel, and I want to believe that Angel gets it then, but he's pretty dim, so he probably doesn't. My notes here read, "Awwwww."
Wolfram & Hart. Wesley is staring into space as Illyria gives him a pep talk, saying, "You betrayed Angel." Hee hee hee. She left out the "again," though. Wesley thinks about how he's going to have to regrow some stubble. Illyria helpfully continues, "You stole his son. He tried to kill you." She asks if these are the memories Wesley needed. Hee. "Does this now make you Wesley?" she asks. Wesley sighs, "At least I know what happened." Yeah, and don't you wish you didn't? Illyria says she is having trouble distinguishing the true memories from the fake ones. Wesley advises her, "Try to push reality out of your mind. Focus on the other memories." Some scotch will probably help with that. Wesley says that the false memories were created for a reason, and Illyria asks, "To hide from the truth?" Wesley gets a little too Mr. Spock here, and arches an eyebrow as he insists, "To endure it."
Angel's office. Angel is staring out the window as Connor enters and says he thought sunlight would kill Angel. Angel chuckles about the necrofuckingtempered windows. Connor says, "You should, like, make a whole suit out of it. Like the Pope has." Connor, that's a car, not a suit. And Angel has a garage full of them. Now, why'd you have to bring that up and make me grumpy? Damn kids. Angel asks how Mr. Reilly is. Connor says they're about to release his dad from the pseudo-hospital, and adds, "He's pretty pissed. I told him that you took me out demon-fighting. Almost got me killed. He wants to have a talk with you." Angel bustles over to his desk and agrees to explain, but then Connor adds, "I'm kidding! Man, you gotta lighten up." Connor says he told his dad that they just tested his abilities all night: "I told him I can bench-press, like, a thousand pounds." Angel asks, "What are you going to tell your parents about who you are?" Aw. He's trying to find out if Connor remembered. Connor says, "The truth, more or less. I'll tell them that I'm different -- that it's actually a good thing." Connor adds that his parents will feel better knowing that Angel is looking out for him. Angel says that they're still looking for Vail, in case anyone in the audience was wondering. Connor says he's not concerned about Vail: "There's nothing he can show me that I haven't already seen." Angel looks oblivious. If Connor remembers everything, you'd think he'd know better than to expect Angel to pick up on a subtle hint. Connor gives up on the whole thing, and says he has to go back to his life now. Angel awkwardly asks if Connor has to leave right away. Connor stops at the door and says he thinks it's best: "I need to take care of my parents. This isn't their world; they really don't feel safe here." Angel nods reluctantly. Connor adds, "You gotta do what you can to protect your family. I learned that from my father." And he smiles a teeny bit. Mmmf. Angel looks up like a cat that just heard a can opening somewhere in the house, and Connor turns and walks out. At first, Johanna and I both thought the last scene wasn't necessary, but apparently lots of people weren't sure Connor remembered his real life until that line. And the next day I decided it was necessary anyway, because that made it clear that Connor understood what Angel had done, and why, and...mmmf.