“We're more of a bag-and-tag operation.”

“Everything good in there, T? Niko quipped. You need backup or anything? Bag of marshmallows to roast over that little campfire you just started?”

“By the blasé flatness of Tegan’s expression as he approached, he might as well have just come back from taking a piss. “Everything good in there, T?” Niko quipped. “You need back up or anything? Bag of marshmallows to roast over that little campfire you just started?”“It’s handled.”“No shit”

“I'm honored to assist", Reichen told Lucan and Tegan as the three men loaded the last of the bags and weaponry. "I've often wondered what it might be like to stand among the Order as one of your own." "Be careful what you wish for", Lucan drawled. "Depending how things go, theres a good chance we could end up knighting you on the field.”

“I don’t know what I want … other than more of this. More of you.” Brock lifted her beautiful face on the edge of his hand. “Take all you want.”

“You’ve had our back more than once. We’ve got yours now.”

“It kept him alive, he was certain; even more, it kept his darkest of his demons at bay.”