“Turn yourself over to Aksel, and I might let her go. (Arast)Yeah, right. And I’m a one-legged dung dealer. (Nykyrian)”

“Not to mention, we’re using you for bait. (Syn)Are you that drunk? (Nykyrian)What? I wasn’t supposed to tell her that? (Syn)I’m bait? (Kiara)No, you’re not bait. Ignore the alcoholic whose view of reality is distorted by his brain-damaged hallucinations. (Nykyrian)”

“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)”

“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)”

“I thought you’d be home by now,” he said as she neared him. Then he realized how stupidthat comment was since he was standing right in front of her motorcycle.Der…He might as well be wearing a sign that said I’m a moron. Please help me rememberwhere I live. Oh yeah, it’s right behind me. -Dev”

“You got guts taking that tone with me. (Nykyrian)What you gonna do, oh great wounded one? I’m the one with the injector. (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)”