“I want the tigard. (Varyk)And I want you to leave. Guess who’s going to win this argument? And in case you’re even denser than you appear, it’s not you. (Dev)”
“I don’t want to win the battle, Dana. I want to take the field, win the war. When I make love to you in this bed, it’s going to be because you’ve accepted you’re with the man and the Master you want for the rest of your life.”
“No can do. Wren stays here. (Dev)Not what I was told. (Varyk)Well, I just told you. (Dev)”
“You really don’t want to take that tone with me. (Varyk)Well, I do have several others we can choose from. Contemptuous. Angry. Snide. Aggravated. How about I just settle on extreme sarcasm and we call it even? (Dev)”
“I just wanted to tell you that I understand if you go. It’s okay if you have to leave us. It’s okay if you want to stop fighting.”
“Are you calling me out? (Varyk)I’m calling you slow. Not out. (Dev)”