“You’re barely one step up from the Australopithecines, aren’t you? (Acheron)Hey, be respectful when you say that, snot nose. Haven’t you seen the commercials? Us cavemen are very sensitive people. (Savitar)”

“Hey, aren’t we forgetting something? (Savitar)Your dignity? (Takeshi)No, you have me confused with you again. Aren’t you supposed to be training him? (Savitar)So you admit my superiority by deflecting my attention to the neophyte. (Takeshi)”

“Humans aren’t a protected class. (Acheron)Really? (Jaden)Yeah. Savitar shares your ‘all humans are vermin’ mind set. (Savitar)”

“I’m stuck fighting. (Acheron)You’re stuck fighting. But you’re welcome to come share my beach any time you get tired of the brawl. (Savitar)Save me a spot. If this blows up in my face, I’ll be back with my tail forever tucked between my legs. (Acheron)”

“How you figure that, grom? Your mother’s the Destroyer. It’s a title she not only earned, but one she relishes. And you’re sending me in with only a few Charonte as backup. What did I ever do to you? (Savitar)Man up, Sav. You’re whining like a little girl. (Acheron)If your mother has her way, she’ll turn me into one, and I look like shit in pink. Thanks, kid. (Savitar)”

“I’m going to be exposed, aren’t I? (Acheron)I don’t know. You planning on dropping your pants around me? If so, warn me first. I don’t want to go blind. (Savitar)”

“While I respect suicidal tendencies on most days, you’d do well to remember who you’re addressing and, more to the point, what I can do to you. No one says you have to go back to Tartarus in one piece. (Acheron)”