“I wouldn't know a good script if it bit me in the face.”

“He'd have given a rare incunabulum, in good condition, to punch the face of whoever was writing this ridiculus script.”

“I don't.If it mattered to me even one bit, I wouldn't be here with you, Nakano-san!”

“Maybe I'll even become a nun and swear off boys forever."Scarlet turned to study me. "No. Your face wouldn't be good in a habit.”

“I don’t know, Sage. You threw yourself in the line of pepper spray for me. You must like me just a little bit.” “I— I figured it’d be a shame to ruin your pretty face,” I stammered.”

“I wouldn't change it," Simon said. "I wouldn't give up loving you. Not for anything. You know what Raphael told me? That I didn't know how to be a good vampire, that vampires accept that they're dead. But as long as I remember what it was like to love you, I'll always feel like I'm alive.”