All of us are vulnerable, and at times we all feel adrift. But somehow, we all muddle through.

Yes, he’s like a rash for which there’s no cure. It only goes away for a bit before returning unexpectedly to ruin every pleasurable experience. He should have been named Herpes rather than ZT. Or maybe just Herpes Z, since he’s a very special irritant. (Arik)

What are you doing here, Simi? (Astrid) Feeling peckish. Is there any food? Something not too heavy. Maybe a cow or two? (Simi)

Sometimes things have to go wrong in order to go right.

Keeping pushing, Andrei, and you and I are going to play a game. (Esperetta) And what game is that, Princess? (Andrei) Find the Ball in My Hand. (Esperetta) I don’t see a ball, Princess. (Andrei) Oh, you will, just as soon as I snap it off your body. (Esperetta)

Okay, I’m dreaming. Hallucinating. Brought on by stress. I had a hard day today and this is my mind trying to protect itself from…from stuff. Lots of stuff. (Geary) (Arik, Trieg, and ZT stare at Geary.) Oh, like I’m any less sane than the three of you just because I talk to myself. (Geary)

Funny how internal scars never healed. They were the souvenirs of the past.