We Got the Keys, the Kingdom's Ours!

"Yeah, I am regularlamy surroundinated by idiots."

"It's okay! I'm okay, I'm alive!"

"I'm sorry, do I look like a fucking people person to you?"

"It's more than okay to not know yet."

"I, um, uh, I-I guess, I guess I'll, uh, um, I'll do-- do things m-my way."

"I mean, sometimes I wanna explore abandoned places, but then I remember I'm the kind of person who sprints out of rooms after I turn off a light..."

"Well, my head is bloody, but unbowed."

"I guess I just want to feel loved without feeling like I'm begging for it."

"After all, you always pass failure on your way to success."

"You do need to be teachable. You're not always right."

"After all, there is power in kindness."

"...so I'm a little bit dramatic."

"Being a witch is 90% throwing salt at things."

"It seems nothing will bring a group of assholes together faster than something that's none of their fucking business."

"I'm not gonna let other people dehumanize me, I'll dehumanize myself, thank you very much. Become some kind of eldritch horror or some shit. Grr."

"Who's in charge at Lost and Found? Usually, it's whoever yells the loudest between the three of us."

"I really am a lot more delicate than I look." And he looks like a frightened mouse.