“Everyone cries sometimes, Tory. There are some pains that run too deep for even the strongest to take without breaking. I don’t think any less of you for it. (Acheron)”

“There are some pains that run too deep for anything to absolve them. The best we can do is pick up the pieces and hope for the strength we need to keep going. (Acheron)Is that what you do? (Tory)No, I beat shit up – that helps even more. (Acheron)”

“I draw in a ragged breath, the kind you take when the pain is too deep to cry, when you can't cry because all you are is pain, and if you let some of it out, you might cease to exist.”

“Shut up, sit down, and read. (Tory)Please? (Acheron)You need something? (Tory)You to be polite to me, Ms. I Own The World- Now Do What I Say You Pathetic Pleb. (Acheron)You don’t strike me as the kind of guy who takes orders anyway. (Tory)Yes, but a simple please goes a long way. I’m the one doing you a favor here. (Acheron)Fine. Please sit down, shut up, and read. (Tory)”

“Please, Achimou? (Tory)You are the only being who’s ever called me that. (Acheron)Well, I’d call you babycakes, but I think that might offend you even more. (Tory)”

“There are some pains that run very deeply, as so that the strongest one accept them without being broken.”