When Ethan checked the bodies, they were warm and fresh and supple. Every one limp, all fast asleep.
He liked Wesley's best. The Bachanal had begun. Wesley's body he would have for himself. Wesley's soul he'd send towards the Fred-girl. This would make Gunn very happy, and Ethan only thinks about that because the videotapes made would be very pretty.
Lilah, too, could join the circle, because Fred-Wesley_Gunn would enjoy the romp.
Angel has gone into the desert, taking with him his errant child, ensouled grandchilde and the Buffy bride not meant to be. That should make for funny conversation, but everybody's got a mission to accomplish.
It's time for Armaggeddon, or sterility. Only destruction has proven useful. He'll have to wear Wesley's soul as a necklace vial as he goes off to find Giles' head to make love to.