...humankind's limited scope of mercy was reserved for their own.

How well opposed to grand Theft Auto are you?

My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?

Despite my best efforts I’ve seen you naked before – doesn’t do much for me so no worries.

I tried to be diplomatic, but mostly I just lied a lot.

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.

Of course, die for the monster spawn. It was so Bella.