“This isn't what I wanted. This isn't what I would have chosen. You must know that. It's important you know that.”

“Why have you chosen to spare me?” “I want us to be…what is your word? Friends.” “Psychotic rapists don’t have friends.” “I was unaware you were a psychotic rapist or I would not have offered.” “Ha.” I’d set myself up for that one.”

“I want us to be... what is your word? Friends.""Psychotic rapists don't have friends.""I was unaware you were a psychotic rapists or I would not have offered."(Mac & V'lane)”

“I realized I would rather have a single night with you, even if it meant I was doomed to be bound to you, aching for you forever than not know such love.”

“Unbelievable," I heard Christian mutter behind me. "She toops them both?" I head Drustan ask. "And they permit it?" Dageus sounded baffled. I looked between V'lane and Barrons. "This isn't even about me." "You're wrong about that." Barrons reached into his pocket and pulled out a cell phone. "You know how to find me if you want me." He was walking away. "More nifty acronyms?" He was gone.”

“Now you know how I justify my addictions—if I can pay less for it than I would at Wal-Mart, I get to have it.”

“For what other reason would you have me save you? Because I like you? Better to be useful than liked.”