What kind of life have you lived little one? Where fair has anything to do with it? Life and death just are. Fair has nothing to do with it.

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

I’ll abide by my word, but you will never win me back! Believe me, in two weeks I will slice open your throat, drink from your blood, and then pierce your heart and laugh while your body explodes into dust. (Zephyra) Beautiful imagery. You should write for Hallmark. (Stryker)

But I have a gut feeling on this and it’s not the oh-look-it’s-a-bright-shiny-world kind. (Tate)

I want my fluff-fluff! (Bob) Fluff-fluff… (Zarek looked panicked.) (Zarek)

Tell him what? Kat’s a raging nymphomaniac. (Kytara) Tara! (Kat) Oh, all right. She’s so bland she makes plain toast look spicy. (Kytara)

We are coming up on the Sumerian apokalypsi–. (Artemis) I don’t think they use that word. (Kat) Who cares what word they use? End of the world is end of the world regardless of whatever term you use for it! (Artemis)