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Yeul: You watch your mouth before I show you the back of my hand. Yeul: *holds up hand to reveal the words 'please be nice to me'*
Hope: If youāre watching this video, Iām already dead. Not because I left it to be viewed in the event of my demise. Hope: But because thatās the only rational explanation for why somebody would be fucking with my laptop.
Snow: Are we fighting? Lightning: If we were, you would be on the floor, bleeding. Snow: Okay, I accept that as a likely outcome.
Vanille: Gotta love knitting needles. I can make a scarf. I can make a hat. I can stab your eyes out. I can make mittens. Hope: What was that middle part? Vanille: I can make a hat.
Fang: I am big enough to admit Iām often inspired by myself
Lightning: Accept your flaws. Youāll feel better. It worked for me. Snow: You accepted your flaws? Lightning: No, I accepted your flaws.
Noel: You stay positive. You always believe that everything is going to work out. How do you do it? Hope: Well, Iāll tell you my secret. Hope: I lie to myself. Every morning, when I wake up, I say āEverythingās gonna be okay.ā But Iām lying. And I donāt know how much longer I can do it. Noel: ⦠Hope: Have a swell night!
Noel: By the way, sometimes you find edible plants among the weeds. Serah: Please do not eat the weeds. Noel: I am just saying...
Lightning: When someone leaves your life, those exits are not made equal. Lightning: Some are beautiful and poetic, and satisfying. Lightning: Others are⦠abrupt and unfair. Lightning: But most are just unremarkable, unintentional, clumsy.
Vanille: You know when grown-ups tell you, "Everything's gonna be fine" and you think they're probably lying to make you feel better? Hope: Yeah. Vanille: Everything's gonna be fine.
Snow: *holding a bottle* Is this whiskey or perfume? Fang: *grabs and chugs the entire bottle* Fang: Itās perfume.
Lightning, to Snow: And if you see Hope, give him this message. Lightning: [makes a neutral face] Lightning: Heāll know what it means. [later] Snow: Oh, and Lightning said to give you a message. Snow: [makes a neutral face] Hope: Oh no. The neutral face of displeasure.
Lightning: I donāt sweat. Sazh: Everyone sweats? Hope: Not Light. She never sweats. Sazh: What do you mean. āShe never sweats?ā Lightning: Sweating is gross. So I donāt do it.
Snow: The days of spring will surely bring the birds and bees cavorting. Snow: But since I am a gentleman, I'd much rather be jorting. Snow: Hi. I'm Snow Villiers, and if you're familiar with any of my work, you know that I am a jorts enthusiast. Snow: Though the jortmaking process is incredibly personal and introspective, I would be happy to share with you my method, so that you might take your first steps on the journey to jorts.
Lightning, after explaining the plan: Any questions? Vanille: Who would win in a race between a snail and a worm? Lightning: I meant- [sighs] The worm. Vanille: Yes! Worms rule!
Chocolina: Oh, fiddlesticks! That really ruffles my feathers! Noel: Please just say fuck.
Serah: Hope, how could you do this to Snow? You two are so close that I occasionally have nightmares of you running away together. Hope: Where do we go? Snow: One time we went to the mountains. Hope: Oh, I hope it was summer. Iām not that big a skier.