“Ryssa? How do you know her name was Ryssa? (Tory)Uh…I don’t. I just gave her a name. It seemed more polite than calling her ‘hey, you, ancient chick.’ (Acheron)”

“This is so unfair to you. (Ryssa)Life isn’t about being fair. It’s not about justice. It’s all about endurance and how much we can suffer through. (Acheron)”

“Shut up, sit down, and read. (Tory)Please? (Acheron)You need something? (Tory)You to be polite to me, Ms. I Own The World- Now Do What I Say You Pathetic Pleb. (Acheron)You don’t strike me as the kind of guy who takes orders anyway. (Tory)Yes, but a simple please goes a long way. I’m the one doing you a favor here. (Acheron)Fine. Please sit down, shut up, and read. (Tory)”

“Please, Achimou? (Tory)You are the only being who’s ever called me that. (Acheron)Well, I’d call you babycakes, but I think that might offend you even more. (Tory)”

“See how exciting Anthropology is? He’s a leading expert in ancient Greece. Now you should all change your majors so that you can ogle men like him all day long. Or better yet, uncover naked male statues. (Tory)Was that necessary? (Acheron)Hey, I live to recruit students for the department. If I can make you good for something, then by golly I’m going to do it. (Tory)”

“Everything in the world needs kindness, child. [Ryssa]”

“What else can I do to piss you off? (Acheron)You can leave me. (Tory)I would never do that, Tory. No one can live without their heart and that’s what you are to me. (Acheron)”