After all the planets and all the hosts you've left behind, you've finally found the place and the body you'd die for. I think you've found your home, Wanderer.

As long as you like me the best. And you think I’m good-looking—sort of. I’m prepared to be annoyingly persistent.

That's the funny thing about knowing you can't have something. It makes you desperate.

After all the planets and all the hosts you've left behind, you've finally found the place and the body you'd die for. I think you've found your home, Wanderer.

Stop it, Mom, you're making me blush.

I'm not like a car you can fix up. I'm never gonna run right" Bella

It's too easy to be myself with you.