“My lovely little poppet, Your breakfast awaits you in the kitchen.Last evening was magical and I am most excited to repeat it this eve.I will dream of you.~ Sinjin”

“You shall be my pet, and my poppet, and my dearest little duck all the days of your life.”

“look here you old, painted hussy! I am neither a tart, a trollop, nor am I a strumpet! I am a lady of refined breeding and culture, so bugger off, before this little poppet pops you one in that ugly, wrinkled mug!”

“He said my dream doesn't mean I am crazy, only that I should probably love myself a little better, like most people.”

“Do you hate me because I have magic?""Of course not.""Do you love me despite my magic?"He thought a minute. "No. I love everything about you, and your magic is part of you. That was how I got past the Confessor's magic. If I had loved you despite your power, I wouldn't have been accepting you for who you are. Your magic would have destroyed me.”

“For all my love little monsters i am your mom you are my child in my hand i protect you like my eyes but dont worry ill cacth you if you fall.”