“You're mine, and mine alone, baby. Just for my eyes, just for my touch and just for my pleasure. Just mine. Do you understand me?”
“You sought the power of my book . . . But that power is mine . . . mine alone . . . carelessly you a lesser entity, toyed with it . . . but it is mine . . . just as the book was mine . . . and now you are mine . . . and I . . . I am hungry.”
“So I'm just suppose to bare my soul to you?" In the blink of the eye, he darkens the moment. "Well, you're asking me to bare mine.”
“Peeling off my skin / leaving just my eyes behind / You see inside my head / Still know that you are mine.”
“I just want my stories to be mine.”
“Mine. You're mine, Sin. No one else will ever touch you, do you understand? You belong to me. You'll bond with me.~Con”