[Barbara's smile is soft and warm and, more than anything, proud.]

You're absolutely right.

[She didn't want to push the idea before, but now - ]

A while ago - over a year, now - I was murdered. [She's not smiling, any more, but her voice is absurdly light.] Torn to shreds, to torment someone I loved.

And I told her to redeem the hell out of him. That I'd help. Because the best vengeance was making him change. Making him realise what he'd done, making him feel it.

Much as I wouldn't mind tearing the vampire a new one - he wouldn't be here if he couldn't.