Ethan: I want wings.
Arkarian: I have felt empty all my life except when I am with Isabel. Hm, I wonder if she notices my hair has an elastic band around it today.
Matt: I hate Arkarian. Well, no, I don't actually hate him, I just hate when guys look at my sister. She has no business dating. She is much too young. And I say this with a straight face even though I fuck left and right and have done so since somewhere around the age of fifteen. Well, anyway, I have a soul-mate, you know, and her name is Neriah, and she is the best girl ever for some inscrutable reason, and I have a compulsive desire to protect her. And Isabel. Oh, and my mum's boyfriend also annoys the shit out of me, even though he is just doing his job trying to protect this household. Let's be rude to him 'cause he annoys me. Hell yeah. Oh, did I mention that I am pure of heart?
Neriah: I know I am Matt's soul-mate. And I know that, one day, I will be a member of the Tribunal. What worthy deed have I done to deserve such honor? Did I work my pretty behind off for several centuries all in favor of the Guard? Or did I save the lives of roughly one half of the Named? Or... Well, fuck that, I'm immortal, and you're not. It must be a big "fuck you" to the dozens of people who have actually done something to benefit our cause, but I don't really care because flat, one-dimensional characters like me are not equipped with the ability to feel complex emotion.
Marduke: Hey, guys, I'll take you to a place where flowers bloom beneath a bleeding moon because I don't like what my face looks like. Why am I disfigured anyway? It wasn't MY body that got disfigured. Well, anyways, I have the gift to stop ageing, because Lorian gave it to me to stop me from dieing. Does that make any sense?
Shaun: You killed my daughter, fiend! You always were a ladies' man...
Ethan: I'll kill him, Dad. And then... I'll get my wings.
Isabel: I punch Ethan for making a joke I perceive as sexist.
Lorian: I am an immortal being that became asexual to stifle my sexual appetite. Shit, why didn't that work? Oh yeah, I am also very powerful, but somehow, despite all that, the fate of all the universes I control rests in the hands of a bunch of teenagers?
Isabel: Arkarian's eyes make me tingle all over.
Rochelle: I had a tough childhood. Then I had to pretend to like Matt, when I really liked Ethan. Isabel is so lucky.
Ethan: I like Rochelle. I like wings, too.
Isabel: I have naughty dreams about Arkarian and cry out his name at night.
Marduke: I shall haunt your dreams, girl. Until the one they call Ethan suffers. I want revenge for this face!
Marcus Carter: I shall nurse you back to health, brother. You are my brother, aren't you? Despite the fact that I was born in the twentieth century and you were born in the Middle Ages? Ooookay...
Ethan: Don't trust Crockface. He's a traitor. Hey, I said Crockface. Crockface Crockface Crockface.
Arkarian: Put more trust in him.
Ethan: But I have the gift of sixth sense.
Arkarian: But if we don't trust people there's really no point in living. Well, anyway, there's a mission tonight.
Isabel: Really? Really??? Can I go? Please? I'm fast. I can climb trees. PLEEEEAAAAAASE!
Ethan: OK OK OK OK OK
Isabel: So I fall asleep. And then we get to that place, the Citadel? And then we travel back in time? And the Order is there? What if someone walks in to check on me while I'm sleeping? Does Arkarian have a girlfriend?
Ethan: Lord Penbarin is fat. Hey, Arkarian, we can travel back in time. What exactly is stopping us from going back to the time Rochelle died and stopping that from occurring?
Arkarian: I don't know. Just because I have lived for six centuries does not mean I know anything Ethan. If you put this knife in my heart, though, I will bleed red blood.
Ethan: Revenge is too good for you Marduke. Incidentally, killing you would probably benefit you more than if I allowed you to turn into stone. Oh, wait...