“I hate over-privileged people in general. You just happen to fall into that category. No offense. But Nykyrian said you weren’t a total bitch so I’ll trust him until you make him out a liar. (Hauk)You seriously lack social skills, don’t you? (Kiara)”

“(Kiara having a sever panic attack.)Kiara? Hauk wears women’s underwear. (Nykyrian)Come again? (Kiara)Hauk wears women’s underwear. Pink and really girly. You know, one of those skimpy things that tucks into the crack of his fat ass. (Nykyrian)”

“Yo, dumbass. What do you think she’d be doing with them? Giving them ballet lessons? (Darling)Tell me again why I can’t kill him? (Hauk)You’re afraid of handling explosives. (Nykyrian)One day I’m going to get over that and when I do…(Hauk)I’ll wisely stop annoying you. (Darling)”

“Don’t you like them? (Nykyrian)Did you see the price? (Kiara)I’m more than capable of supplying you with several wardrobes from here. (Nykyrian)But– (Kiara)But nothing, mu Tara. Start shoping. (Nykyrian)This really isn’t– (Kiara)Kiara. Buy clothes or go naked. Personally, naked works for me. (Nykyrian)Fine. When you’re homeless and bankrupt, remember I tried to stop you. (Kiara)”

“You’ll survive, mu Tara. We’ll make sure of it. (Nykyrian)You can’t guarantee that. You said it yourself. Even you’re living on borrowed time, waiting for one of them to kill you. (Kiara)And you said I was scaring her? Damn, bud. You’re socially awkward to the extreme. (Syn)”

“Trust me, baby, you weren’t that good. I was just a better actress than you were actor. (Zephyra to Stryker)Ew! No offense, Mum, I don’t want to know who you’ve slept with. Kill the sexual bantering and him before I go deaf from it. (Medea)”

“Thank you. (Nykyrian)For what? (Kiara)For giving me a life worth living. I know I’m not worth it, and that I don’t deserve it, but I swear to the gods I finally believe in that I will spend every moment I have left making you happy and trying to be worthy of you. (Nykyrian)”