[She sighs. Willow isn't quite arrogant enough yet to assume that this has anything to do with her, specifically.] I'm a witch, and I don't know how I fit in. I've fought demons, monsters, malicious spirits, all manner of creepy crawly for a long time, with my friends. I can't let something like this go when I run across it; I have to find out.

As for drawing close to death... [She looks speculative. Willow's been doing a lot of reading on resurrection lately, not that she'll mention that.] You might be onto something, but I can't be sure just yet.