I Can’t Believe I’m Mated To Someone

What Am I Supposed To Do While You’re Gone? (shahara) Think Up Ways To Kill Me While I Sleep. (syn)

You Would Make A Great Teacher. (grace) Commander To Teacher. Why Not Call Me Cato The Elder, And Really Insult Me While You’re At It? (julian)

We’ve Come To Kill Zarek Of Moesia, And If You Get In Our Way, Little Girl, We’re Going To Kill You. (otto) I’ll Be Damned. He Speaks. Or Rather Growls. (jess) But Not For Long If He Doesn’t Watch His Mouth. For The Record, Squire, It Would Take More Man Than You To Even Scratch Me. (syra) I Live For A Woman Who Scratches. Just Make Sure You Keep It On The Back, Baby. I Don’t Like Scars. (otto)

Are You Two Having Some Sort Of Strange Human Thing That You Can’t Follow What I’m Saying? (simi)

Like Black, Do You? (cassandra) It Serves Its Purpose. It’s Hard To Look Intimidating In Pastels. (wulf)