Turn yourself over to Aksel, and I might let her go. (Arast) Yeah, right. And I’m a one-legged dung dealer. (Nykyrian)

I’m protecting her. (Wulf) From? (Chris) Daimons. (Wulf) Big bad ones. (Cassandra)

So would you like to join me for something to eat? (Jericho) As long as it doesn’t involve the entrails of demons, I might be persuaded. (Delphine) Demon entrails have no appeal for me, either. Zeus’s are another matter. (Jericho)

My people have a saying. Kirha tahanahna ditari sukenah. To deny the presence of the sun doesn’t escape its blister. I admire your loyalty. But sometimes you have to face the truth, even when it hurts.” – Choo Co La Tah

My people never dreamed of a world like this. Of having so much without backbreaking, debilitating work. And yet for all the physical improvements, people are still people. They’re killing each other to get more to prove a point only the killer understands. Still brutalizing and torturing each other over things that in another hundred years won’t even matter.

How do you know all this? Jeez, Tory, you’re a kid. Act like it. (Geary) (Tory reached out and punched her on the arm.) Ow! What was that for? (Geary) Unexpected and irrational emotional outbursts. Isn’t that what teenagers are supposed to do? Oh, and sulk. A lot. (Tory)

How do you know that? (Stryker) I know everything. I feel every heartbeat in the universe. Hear every scream for mercy and feel every tear of pain. (Jared)