“There’s someone at the door!”
“I know.”
“[Witch]! There’s someone at the door!”
“I know, [werewolf], thank you. I’ll go get it in a moment.”
“[Witch]! [Witch]! The door! There’s a person! There’s a person at the door!”
“There’s someone at the door!”
“I know.”
“[Witch]! There’s someone at the door!”
“I know, [werewolf], thank you. I’ll go get it in a moment.”
“[Witch]! [Witch]! The door! There’s a person! There’s a person at the door!”
“It’s an ugly question you are asking me here. To continue to help at the risk of giving power to a madman.” xe clicks xir tongue “I am a healer. I heal people.”
“Even if they work for [antagonist]? Even if they could eventually work for zir?”
“Yes. I will help. And maybe they will chose to help in turn.”
“Do not weep, beloved. My bones will join the earth. My soul will join the stars. I will be with you.”
“But not here. You can’t leave me! I’m not ready!”
“You’ll do just fine. You are so strong, beloved.”
“At some point I’d love to retire and not have to put up with you any more.”
“Ouch? I thought you liked me.”
“The reason emergency rooms have a frequent patient rewards card is because your stupidity.”
“I was once voted ‘pettiest bitch’.”
“They let you swear in your yearbook?”
“Yearbook? No. Just, in general.”
“You can’t be mad at [X] for having mixed feelings about the whole venture,” ze protests “[Antagonist] saved xir life and halfway raised xir. That doesn’t mean xe won’t help us take [Antagonist] down.”
“Uh, yeah it does! [Antagonist] is a monster! How can we trust anyone who cares about eir!”
“Xe knows right from wrong, regardless of xir own personal feeling. It’ll be fine.”
“So! You’re alive! A pity, really, it’d be better for everyone if you died on schedule.”
“Wow, rude! I know we don’t like each other but we are siblings!”
“Nah.”
“Hello!”
“Hello!”
“Hello!”
“Hello!”
“good god, you two, just have a conversation and stop fucking being so peppy… It’s too early for this…”
“It’s three pm.”
“I know I have a secret identity to uphold but I want you to know I am giving you a Look from underneath my helmet.”
“What kind of look?”
“Eyebrow raised, lip curled, all seven eyes squinted.”
“God, you’re such a fucking dork-ass loser.”
“Excuse you!”
“Oh~ let’s go feed the pigeons you say oh~ let’s be good people and pick up the litter in the park. Nerd.”
“I. Literally murdered my own parents.”
“Irrelevant!”