what big teeth you have;

Without the constant threat of trauma and death, I’m.. having a hard time adjusting to normalcy. I’d also probably commit several crimes for a massage and a good night’s rest. 

Usually when I get like that, I opt for tiring my body out so much that I can’t think about anything else. Not sure if that’d work for you, but if you wanted help with that, I’m happy to volunteer.

I will look out for a wild Ronan, then. I’m sure people have judged you for being a werewolf in the past. I’m sure they will do it again. And when they do, remember that you can dismount from your high horse, because you’ve got that same fear of other species inside you and that same nasty habit of clinging to anecdotal evidence against them. I don’t need or want your protection. I have a vampire.

Sure. Are you this obstinate with every Original witch you meet? I thought there was supposed to be more worship to the worshipping magic part of being a familiar.

I have no lines. I just like reciprocation.

That’s a very personal question, I thought you avoided those.

When your only friend with a heartbeat decides she would like to join an immortal coven, tagging along comes pretty naturally. Be wary of me, then. Follow me around from room to room if you have to. I’ll find out all of the interesting things about you the hard and old fashioned way, and none of it has anything to do with your favorite color.

It is good to know our strengths and weaknesses. We’ll always need people around who know how to punch their way through things. Oh hush now, my vampire was asking on behalf of an Original witch. She’s less breakable than we are. How were we supposed to know if it was safe here? It was a smart bet, too. Apparently if we had arrived a week earlier, Carmen would have had to invent an excuse for us to hightail it out of here while you all dealt with your sadist problem. The other wolves I’ve met were a lot more ‘yes Miss’, ‘no Miss’, willing to answer any questions I had. Wet blanket.

I told you I could do it and you said ‘try it’. Is there a more challenging phrase in the world, wolf boy? I didn’t say she was on my radar because I was building a trap out of bedsheets, yikes. Unless you think her wife would be offended by a simple conversation. Are my supervillain vibes turned on today? Well that is interesting. So every single born wolf here has at least one kill on their record. That’s a lot of lives stolen. How many people?

I’m not going to try it, I was implying I could manage. Stop challenging me or this accidental reverse psychology is going to work. Again with this infamous girl - you guys win, she’s on my radar. I don’t know, I ignore them when they don’t interest me and I’ve been too focused on Carmen and Lina and finding a room no one died in. The whole thing is tricky and hard to explain; so in short, I dunno, it all changes moment to moment. Not so aggressive. Perhaps I just want to know what I risk standing next to you. Something could be after you and I’m the only one who’ll have to stick around and listen to its unscripted one man show. Didn’t even know you were one. I’ve only met a few over my lifetime bonded to various witches, my coven didn’t keep any. How many wolves live here?

Boring. Hunting down a child the first unholy hour I get here is bold and the reward is just not that great, but I could find her. I get led all sorts of places. Offense taken. Grown ups were always deciding what I should and shouldn’t be interested in - making it forbidden doesn’t end well. Please, every building over fifty years old has a ghost problem. Except I’m not getting glimpses of old biddies in nightgowns who might have gone to bed and never woken up. More young, previously thriving, and royally pissed. You ever killed anyone?

What? Where? How old? She’s probably way more fun than all of you, kids really see things for what they are. I could teach her so many things. There’s no witch council to play god anymore.

Whoa. Wow. Honestly, you absolute heathens. I have visited graveyards and mausoleums in some of the most haunted corners of this wicked world, and this is still one of the loudest spaces I have ever stepped foot in. Folks, the vikings had it right. Fire is cleansing for warriors - severs the ties to this realm so much more than just letting a body rot. Sentimental amateurs.

Anyway. No one touch our owlish little creature of the night, I’m getting very attached.

How tragic. For us and your parents.

You’re very disappointing to yell at. I realize it won’t bring her back, numb skull. I simply don’t give a fuck. 

Too late, simba. Too late. I had a friend. 

Real naive of you to think. you’re not included in the them. 

I wouldn’t give up access to a shower for anything but I’m really starting to miss experiencing this place from the back corner of a cell where the only time I have to hear a single thing being said is when one of the weird sisters starts shrieking about something I don’t care about.