Storm, Rain, and Sunshine, huh? (Talon) My mother’s doing. I’m just glad she stopped at three. I was told the next one would have been named Cloudy Day. (Sunshine)

Pain doesn’t respect age, my lady.

You can’t die, Vik. You’re a mechbot. (Syn) They can pull me apart and reprogram me. Trust me, that’s death. Now shush before they find us. Remember – hide, people, hide. (Vik)

Death is just a new beginning…at least in my religion. And extreme inebriation seriously helps. (Syn)

Yeah, I’m thinking it’s a reunion or, since it is our classmates, a collection of idiots. Let’s call it a meese. Like geese, only with morons. (Caleb)

The liberty of the press is dear to England; the licentiousness of the press is odious to England: the liberty of it can never be so well protected as by beating down the licentiousness.

You were supposed to die. It would have been a good start. (Kessar) I don’t know. I die, you get bored. World ends. Doesn’t really fit, does it? Besides, I can’t make things too easy on you. What’s life without pain? (Sin)