Did she hear the word Beebo? There isn't another fifteen foot tall fuzzy ball of fluff roaming around, is there?

#WCW to the one who keeps her fighting, @ProtectsHistory.

No, she shouldn't be sorry. If Sara was in any other mood, she would have loved it! Ava should take her place while she sits it out, direct things for it; she's good at that.

... Fine! That's something she can't deny.

She can, and she will. Sara's currently not in the mood to talk about or celebrate victories...

To her, and to her only. She has a reputation to uphold!

... Five minutes. She'll be there for five minutes and that's all they're getting.

Incredibly so.

... Huge panel?!

Okay... Okay... It's nothing Sara can't handle... Probably. She's fought Time Masters, demons and unusually terrifying unicorns. What's a panel up against them? Is she panicking internally? Yes.

"Usual." Sara states, staring off into space ahead of her as she pours another glass from the decanter for Alex. "I guess I'm just— I'm still dealing with the fact that Oliver's gone. I know it'll take time but... still."

"Should I even ask what it is you're planning on doing with a live chicken, John?"

"No. And even if I did I wouldn't be inclined to tell you. Please, don't tell me it's sacrificial magic again. You know we have a policy against that now! It gets messy!"

Maybe she should get a cape...

Having Ava there would be a great relief for her. She promises she won't leave her side?

Have pity on Sara. She's had to deal with two!

// Personal update for y'all. 🧡

Thank God that stupid film crew has finally gone.