I don't do my best thinking when cold-addled

Me, taking cold medicine: Huh. Why do these Dristan tablets all have the letter P on them?

[hours, literally, pass]

Me: Oh! It's a lowercase D, upside down!

Yeah, good thing I don't have work tomorrow.

And furthermore: Snow!! Yay!!!!

Why didn't I think of this before?

Was betaing a fic just now and it occured to me:

Canonical ability, as far as we know, to survive almost any form of torture, stabbing, knife or gunshot wounds? Check.

Able to survive wounds and/or attacks that would have killed a human being? Check.

Skilled with a sword? Check.

Ability to hide large weapons in clothes no way big enough to be designed for the job? Check.

Most upset by the wound that could have possibly cut his head off? Check.

Conclusion? Wesley is obviously a Highlander.

I don't know why any of us didn't realize that before.

ETA: Aha! Apparently there are those who have thought of it, and written fics accordingly. See? See?? That proves that we're on the right track!