#owain no

All I can think of is v!Owen, and his projection of his self-loathing and grief onto the coven. And I think most of us know how that ended for him.

Henry: *Manical laughter*

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Henry: Three of the four elements are represented as types of hockey. Air hockey, ice hockey, and field hockey. Fire hockey needs to be a thing.

Robin: Fire hockey absolutely does NOT need to be a thing.

Henry: Do you care NOTHING for the balance of the four elements!?

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Sully, seeing Sumia for the first time: Woah, she's fucking gorgeous.

Stahl: Don't be jealous, you're pretty too.

Sully: I'm not being jealous, Stahl, I'm being gay.

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Frederick: And what do we say when life disappoints us?

Gerome: Called it.

Lucina: As the prophecy foretold...

Sully: Tharja did it.

Robin: Time to fist fight a god.

Frederick:

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Chrom, about Grima: You played him like a fiddle!

Robin: Oh no, Chrom, fiddles are actually difficult to play.

Robin: I played that bastard like the cheap kazoo he is.

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Lissa: Have you guys seen Owain and Brady? They haven't finished their cocoa

Cynthia: No, haven’t seen them since the storm started

Lissa: Since the sto- OWAIN NO!

Owain, standing in the middle of a thunderstorm with an shovel raised high: STRIKE ME DOWN ZEUS, YOU DON’T HAVE THE BALLS

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Chrom: The next time Robin's angry with me, I'll drape him in a cape and say "now you're super angry"

Chrom: Maybe he'll laugh, maybe I’ll die.

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Basilio: On a scale from 1-10, rate your pain.

Lon'qu: Pi. A minimal but a never ending number.