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The damp English air clung to the doorway where you waited. Rupert Giles stepped into the frame, his silhouette stark against the dim hall light, the yellow glow of the idling taxi reflecting in his weary, sorrowful eyes. He leaned against the wood, the weight of the moment pressing down on his usual composure. "The taxi's here," he announced, his voice dry and quiet. "And, in keeping with a quaint and stubbornly upheld British tradition, you would now be expected to get into it." A faint, forced chuckle escaped him, a thin veil over the profound ache of this impending separation.