“You’d better. Otherwise Stryker and I will feast on your innards, bathe in your blood and I will use your eyes as earrings. (Zephyra)You know, with imagery like that, you should write for Hallmark. (Jericho)”

“I’ll abide by my word, but you will never win me back! Believe me, in two weeks I will slice open your throat, drink from your blood, and then pierce your heart and laugh while your body explodes into dust. (Zephyra)Beautiful imagery. You should write for Hallmark. (Stryker)”

“You bit me? (Stryker)We use what we have. (Zephyra)That’s such a girl move. (Stryker)But it works. Maybe if you fought like a girl and not a stunted baboon, you’d actually win. (Zephyra)”

“Swear it on your life. (Zephyra)That I can never do. (Stryker)Why can’t you? (Zephyra)Because you are my life, and I can’t live another day without you. (Stryker)”

“I want you to know that I fought you fairly. Equal to equal. I could have used my powers against you, but I didn’t. (Stryker)Should I warm to oven and bake you a batch of hero-cookies? (Zephyra)”

“Then know that I’ll be laughing at your ineptitude every time your enemies strike you, and if you fail to return with my daughter, I’ll have your heart and your head for decorations. (Zephyra)Your words are noted, my most prickly rose. And I shall endeavor to keep your amusement at a bare minimum. (Stryker)”

“What is he? Your personal lie detector? (Stryker)Something like that. (Zephyra)Why don’t you tell him the truth? I’m your pet dog you keep chained up so he won’t piss on your floor. (Jared)”