In Dawn's world, that's a shocking statement. Her sister's the one that casts a big shadow. Dawn kind of gets swallowed up in the shadow because it's so big and important. Sure, Dawn, given the proper ritual, could bring all the chaos the world could handle. She's the key, barely even real. But the Slayer. The Slayer is always a hero, at least her sister is. "Well... okay so she was handed super powers on a silver platter. She's the Slayer. You know, she who slays evil and saves the world over and over again from apocalypse in the plural sense." Her nose wrinkles. "I still can't decide if that should be called apocalypses or apocalypi. Confusing things."