I waited two thousand years for you, Grace Alexander,” he whispered in her ear. “And you were worth every second of it.

I think we both need to work on our communication skills. (Kiara) I tried that once. (Nykyrian) And? (Kiara) Darling told me that I could never hold a job as a suicide counselor or hostage negotiator. He said my failure rate would become the stuff of legends. (Nykyrian)

And you haven’t been betrayed yet, Nick. You don’t know what that’s like. What it does to you. The scars it leaves that never fade. (Ambrose)

No! I don’t want to Ouija, or do the pendulum thing, and I swear if I see one tarot card or rune stone I’ll yack cupcake all over you. (Grace)

I’m not a child. (Zarek) No, you’re not a child. You never were. Children are supposed to be protected and cared for. You had no one to hold you when you cried. No one ever soothed you. They never told you stories or made you laugh when you were sad. (Astrid)

A Court of equity knows its own province.

I would have, had someone not detonated their charges prematurely. (Nykyrian) Yeah, Cruel. You have to watch that premature detonation problem of yours. (Hauk)