Rhiannon, opening Violet’s closet: What are you talking about? You have gowns, a tunic, hi Xaden, a bunch of skirts-

Garrick: Cool, so listen to this-

Dain: Please don’t make me think about my life.

Xaden, standing beside Violet, softly shaking his head, sword ready in his hand: *mouths* Do not.

Ridoc: Go on.

Violet: This is more like my daydreams than my nightmares but ok.

Ridoc: I have a name, you know.

Xaden: Fine, but I have to warn you, this might make me a better person and that is not the man you fell in love with.

Imogen: I’m going to slit your throat.

Violet: Again.

Bodhi, on the bottom bunk: Honestly, fuck you.

Mira: Put the bandage back on.

Bodhi: Are these our only two options?

Violet: I can’t decide whether or not I want to choke you sexually or to the death.

Dain: You guys are all rude.

Xaden, pulling various knives out of his sleeves: I did not.