One Single Word And I Swear I’ll

I Have A Flamthrower. (zarek) You Have A What? (astrid) It Pays To Be Prepared. (zarek) Well. Those Are Nice For Toasting Marshmallows, But They’ll Only Make Thanatos Mad. Regular Fire Won’t Hurt Him. I Have This Really Neat Gelatinous Goo That Comes Out With My Fire And It Squirts My Victims So That It Don’t Come Off. Wanna See It? (simi) No! (zarek/astrid) No? I Don’t Like That Word. (simi) We Love You, Simi. We’re Just Scared Of Your Goo. (astrid) Oh, That I Understand. Okay, You Can Live. (simi)

What Are You Doing Here? (jericho) Do My Accommodations Offend You? I’ve Grown Quite Used To Them. Though A View Of Something Other Than Mangled Bodies Might Be Nice For A Change. (jaden)

There’s An Old Ritadarion Saying. You’re Never More Alive Than When You Walk Hand In Hand With Death. (syn)

You Want To Live, Right? (syn) Absolutely. (kiara) Then We’re Where You Are, Bathroom Breaks Being The Only Exception – Unless You’re In Public, And Then We Get To Risk Additional Arrest Records. (syn)

You Go To Him For Advice? He’s Only What? Five Years Old? I Swear I Own Older Sweaters. (tory)