“You are freakishly tall, aren’t you? (Tory)For a woman wanting my help you are ever determined to insult me. Should I make this as painless as possible and leave now before the die-painfully-you-asshole-prick stuff starts again? (Acheron)”

“You’re human. No one cares if you sleep with a whore. (Artemis)(Tory did something she’d never in her life done before. She slapped another person.) You ever insult Acheron again and so help me, I’ll do to you what you allowed your brother to do to him. I’ll cut your tongue out for it. Acheron is the man I love and no one, ever, takes issue with him without having issues with me. (Tory)”

“You are so not an asshole. (Tory)Trust me, I can be. But I have a height requirement before I break ass on someone. (Acheron)”

“I don’t want any more insults. I’d like to experience three whole minutes in your presence before you lay into me again…and we really should make sure the tools are all locked up. (Acheron)(He pulled the sleeve of his jacket back to look at his watch.)Let me start timing… (Acheron)(She opened her mouth to respond, but he held his hand up.)Wait for it. We got two minutes and fifty-give seconds to go. (Acheron)I’m not that bad. (Tory)Yeah…you’re not standing in my shoes. (Acheron)And judging by the ungodly size of them, I don’t think there are many people who could. (Tory)We almost made it to thirty seconds without an insult. I think we just set a new record. (Acheron)”

“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)”

“If you leave here, War can find you again. What are you going to do if that happens? (Tory)Leave bloodstains on his best shirt. (Acheron)”