Poor, sucky, sad Dawn sits down with the books, but notices that Xander is still lurking behind her. He tells her he was just thinking about what a "harsh gig" being a potential Slayer is, what with the death and all. He sits down next to Dawn and muses, "And the amazing thing is…not one of them will ever know. Not even Buffy." Dawn's curious: "Know what?" "How much harder it is for the rest of us," replies Xander. Dawn protests, but Xander explains how he's watched his friends get more and more powerful over the past seven years. I even smile as he explains, "Hell, I could fit Oz in my shaving kit, but come a full moon he had a wolfy mojo not to be messed with." Aw, Nick Brendon is really selling this scene. He reiterates how powerful his friends are and then stands and gestures to the front of the house, a little regretfully but mostly with acceptance, and says, "And I'm the guy who fixes the windows." Xander refers to the night before, and Dawn is embarrassed (about putting everyone at risk by running away, I hope), but Xander congratulates her. "You thought you were all special. Miss Sunnydale 2003. And the minute you found out you weren't, you handed the crown to [Millie]." Hey! Is that a shout-out to the pageant theme Sep and I have been using in our recaps? No, don't rob me of my delusions. Xander continues that Dawn gave her power to Millie, and explains, "They'll never know how tough it is, Dawnie. To be the one who isn't chosen. To live so near the spotlight and never step in it. But I know. I see more than anybody realizes because nobody is watching me. I saw you last night, I see you working here today. You're not special -- you're extraordinary." And yes, the first time I watched this, I cried. But I cried only for Xander Harris, because this summed up the things I think about his character when I put aside my cynicism and snark. And I cried because he usually endures all these things in silence, soldiering on bravely and without complaint. I didn't cry a single tear for Dawn, though, because I simply don't feel any sympathy for sucky-baby, monk-made Key girls who have whined and whined for two seasons about not being the center of the universe. You waste your words, Xander. Save them all for yourself -- you deserve them. Xander kisses Dawn on the forehead and starts to leave. Dawn stops him, saying, "Maybe that's your power. Seeing, knowing." "Maybe it is," agrees Xander. "Maybe I should get a cape." They agree that capes are good, and Xander strides out, leaving Dawn and her little sucky-baby self to her research.