You can’t die, Vik. You’re a mechbot. (Syn) They can pull me apart and reprogram me. Trust me, that’s death. Now shush before they find us. Remember – hide, people, hide. (Vik)
Here you’re just a person…one with a life force that can feed us all. (Misery) Baby, I’m not worth the indigestion. Trust me. (Fang)
Oh, baby, this ain’t asshole. Trust me. There’s a whole keg of asshole I haven’t even begun to tap yet.