“Hi Haley. look, I found all these free swords. They were in my spleen.”
“Look, Haley's comet!”
“Coming from light into the dark, he was looking ahead of him, not down at me. My lunge, as I came to my feet, took him in the chest as I drove the sword upward with the strength of my legs. Even rusted, the sword slid through him, and I found, for the first time, how easy it is to kill a man.”
“You play dirty, Haley." he breathed. "But this is my show.""I can take care of myself""Not like I can.""Do you want me to stop?""No.""Then say it. Say it's my show."~Remy/Haley”
“Something’s nibbling my spleen!”
“If I’d had any doubts about how Archer felt about me, they were eradicated when I saw the look on his face. I’d never had my spleen ripped out, but if I had, I figured I’d make the same face Archer wore now.”