“How you figure that, grom? Your mother’s the Destroyer. It’s a title she not only earned, but one she relishes. And you’re sending me in with only a few Charonte as backup. What did I ever do to you? (Savitar)Man up, Sav. You’re whining like a little girl. (Acheron)If your mother has her way, she’ll turn me into one, and I look like shit in pink. Thanks, kid. (Savitar)”

“Oh, baby, don’t ask me that question. I know exactly who and what I am…and more to the point, what I’m capable of. How dare you bring your prissy little ass into one of my clubs and pull this shit. You’re lucky you’re still breathing. (Savitar)”

“There’s always hope, Apostolos. Of all men, you know that. It’s only when you stop trying to affect the outcome of your life that you’re truly defeated. What will come will come. It’s how we deal with the shit in between that shapes us. (Savitar)”

“You’re human. No one cares if you sleep with a whore. (Artemis)(Tory did something she’d never in her life done before. She slapped another person.) You ever insult Acheron again and so help me, I’ll do to you what you allowed your brother to do to him. I’ll cut your tongue out for it. Acheron is the man I love and no one, ever, takes issue with him without having issues with me. (Tory)”

“You know you’re the only man alive I’d ever follow after what I’ve been through. You’re also the only one I respect. (Urian)And you’re one of the extremely few I trust. (Acheron)Brothers? (Urian)Brothers to the end. Now before we get all girly and cry, get your ass upstairs and prepare for what’s coming. (Acheron)”

“Remember, Nick, there are only two people in the universe I care for…and you’re not one of them. (Savitar)”

“Yeah. And Savitar predates him. He has presided over this council since the very beginning, and notice, Savitar looks about thirty. We don’t know what he is, but he ain’t one of us and he ain’t human. And trust me, you don’t want to mess with him. (Paris)Thank you for that highly unamusing summation. Next time I have insomnia, I know who to call. In the meantime, little lioness who would probably like to live another year, don’t interrupt me again. I don’t like it and I tend to kill the things I don’t like. (Savitar)”