“Please, by all the blessed saints and their bladders, tell me you two didn’t…Have you lost all semblance of intelligence? (Syn)”

“Hauk wanted me to tell you that the next time he says run, we should leave the vics on board and get the hell out. I tend to agree. (Syn)You were the one who didn’t run. (Nykyrian)Oh yeah, that was me, wasn’t it? Since when do you listen to me anyway? I’m an idiot. (Syn)”

“Tell me, what smells like shit and screams like a girl? (Syn)(He shot the Partini in the knee.)That’s right. You. (Syn)”

“Good Lord, woman. Didn’t anyone ever tell you that men have a specified word count set aside each day and if I don’t stop talking, my tongue will explode? (Syn)”

“Hey, don’t apologize. We all have shit to deal with. I have the same reaction sometimes, too. (Syn)I find that hard to believe. (Shahara)It’s true. You ever want to see me really wig out? Hand me a candy bar. (Syn)”

“Tell me, is it better to know love and have lost it or to have never known it at all? [Camulus]”

“I feel I should warn you, I’m in a really bad mood. (Syn)You’ll be in a worse mood when we haul you in dead! (a Partini)‘Syn grimaced in pain at a comment so stupid it didn’t even rate a snotty comeback.’ (Syn)”