“I assure you, princess, if you saw the real me, you’d run for cover. (Zarek)Only if I knew you’d be waiting under that cover for me. (Astrid)”

“I swear, Z. I was hoping you’d use this time here to show Artemis that you can mingle with people again. (Acheron)Sure you were. Why don’t you cover me in shit and tell me it’s mud while you’re at it? (Zarek)”

“Princess, you could never be that. You are unique to me. (Zarek)Am I your rose? (Astrid)Yes, you are my rose. There is only one of you in all the millions of planets and stars. (Zarek)”

“It wasn’t a gun wound. I just fell. (Zarek)No offense, but you’d have to fall of Mount Everest to have those kinds of wounds. (Astrid)Yeah, maybe next time I’ll remember to take my climbing gear with me. (Zarek)”

“Would like to join me? (Astrid)I think I’d look strange in a bikini. (Zarek)Was that a joke? Can it be you made a real joke? (Astrid)Yeah, I must be possessed or something. (Zarek)”

“Zarek! I won’t leave you here to die. (Astrid)It’s okay, princess. I don’t mind dying for you. (Zarek)”

“What are you? (Zarek)I’m a nymph. (Astrid)I hope you just left an important syllable off that word, princess. (Zarek)”