When you get praise from someone that you really admire it's really surreal.

I don't change. The things around me change.

I'm not very good at taking compliments. It's better than getting slapped in the face, I suppose.

I light candles because I want to have candles lit, not because I need to see!

Yeah it feels a bit more tangible, I suppose, even though you're in a green box for part of the time.

Aren't we taught as kids that we're beautiful because we feel beautiful and not because someone else says so? You don't look like the model on the magazine cover but you can still be beautiful, so I can't say I really want to change anything. I'm happy with the flaws I have.

I can't totally talk about why we divide, but... it's interesting because we're doing this scene today that's sort of the pinnacle of that. Two gangs fighting against each other, ultimately knowing that... ya know, it's like friends fighting friends. To me it's fun, personally.