“Glad to see you’re still breathing.” – Caleb “Glad to be breathing.” – Nick”
“Xenon? What kind of name is that?” – Nick“The only kind I answer to.” – Xenon“Don’t eat the help, X. We need him.” – Caleb”
“By the way, don’t breathe on the upholstery or I may have to gut you. (Nick)”
“Fine. You win. I quit. You two deal with this. I’m going home. Packing up all my personal items, and when you, Caleb, end up dead because the coach has your jockstrap or something else I didn’t steal but someone else did, don’t call me. I’m done and I’m going to hide in a bunker until all of this is over with.” – Nick“I hate you, Nick.” – Caleb“Feels mutual, Demon.” – Nick”
“You do what you have to do or a bigger demon eats out your liver and uses your spine to pick its teeth. (Caleb)”
“Please don’t let it be another cop. I’m outta bail money. Wait a minute…I could sell you on eBay and make a killing. (Mark)Not in my current condition. You’d have to sell Caleb or Madaug. I’m sure there’s someone willing to buy two perfectly good white boys. (Nick)”