Aren’t you afraid one of them will betray you? Take it all away? (Shahara) I’m sure one will eventually, but that’s the least of what keeps me up at night. Trust me, there are a lot worse things in life than loosing a few credits. (Syn)

Yeah, you were doing a real bang-up job of it. I particularly liked the way you were bruising his fists with your face. A few minutes more and I’m sure your heart would have been on the attack...after it was ripped from your chest. (Kat)

For the record, this isn’t a male/female thing. It’s a people thing. You talk about men being cold...you should see women from my standpoint. We’re talking the Arctic tundra would be warmer. Believe me, you don’t want to know my vantage point on your gender. As a man, if I grabbed your breasts, I’d be arrested. Any idea how many women have felt free to grab my crotch at will? (Acheron)

He’s a tough little son of a biscuit eater. (Bubba)

No worries. They don’t scare me. (Devyn) All right, but if my brain matter ends up smeared against a wall, I’ll never forgive you. (Alix)

Old enough to know better, pissed enough not to care. (Jaden)

I have a flamthrower. (Zarek) You have a what? (Astrid) It pays to be prepared. (Zarek) Well. Those are nice for toasting marshmallows, but they’ll only make Thanatos mad. Regular fire won’t hurt him. I have this really neat gelatinous goo that comes out with my fire and it squirts my victims so that it don’t come off. Wanna see it? (Simi) No! (Zarek/Astrid) No? I don’t like that word. (Simi) We love you, Simi. We’re just scared of your goo. (Astrid) Oh, that I understand. Okay, you can live. (Simi)