“Come now, no use wastin sunshine.”

“Yeah, well things change. Now I want to be here." Another long, seconds-ticking pause. Dust danced in one fading gleam of gold coming through a low window, following long lazy swirls down to the ground. "With you.”

“If I need a reason now, Dru, it will have to be you.”

“Anything for you, Dru. And I mean it. Now, be quiet and let me concentrate.”

“The ice," Leon said to thin air over my head, "has now officially broken.”

“Come on. Keep moving. Your lips are turning blue." "Keep my lips out of this.”

“Come on. Say something, Dru. Don't just sit there and look like I've stabbed you. Christ.”