I am not a god of forgiveness. (Acheron)

I beg your pardon. I’m not gross. (Simone) Grody to the max. Gag me with a spoon. I’ve seen you in the mornings. You’re not exactly well coiffed. (Jesse)

Settle down, pup. I ain’t had my caffeine yet.” – Sundown

I am a socially awkward mandork. (Nick)

What an alliance, huh? A Dark-Hunter and a Spathi united to guard an Apollite. Who would have ever imagined? (Wulf) Love makes strange bedfellows. (Acheron) I thought that was politics. (Wulf) It’s both. (Acheron)

Now, that’s my boy you’re talking about, and I don’t want to get crossed up with you, Sasha. But you keep that tone and attitude about him, and we will.” – Sundown “Sorry. I forget you and Ash are weird enough to actually like him. No accounting for taste.” – Sasha

So long as you’re not a snap, you’re safe. (Nykyrian) Snap…Syn used that term. (Kiara) Single. Naïve. Amateur. Person. (Nykyrian)