Kit: I hate Vincent.
Lienna: "Hate' is a strong word.
Kit: I have strong opinions.
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Kit: I can do anything I put my mind to. Once, I figured out Blythe's phone number by guessing random numbers.
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Vincent: Can I have some water?
Kit: *Starts chugging his water bottle*
Kit: *Chokes from drinking too fast*
Kit: *Spills water all over himself*
Kit, coughing: I don't have any water.
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Lienna, writing in her diary with a glitter gel pen: I'm losing my sense of humanity. Nothing matters. God is dead. There's blood on my hands.
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Lienna: Why are you on fire?
Kit: This is just how my day is going.
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Kit: I may be stupid.
The Squad: . . .
Kit: Oh, did you think I was going to finish that sentence?
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Lienna: I'm very scary.
Blythe: You're about as scary as a wet kitten.
Lienna: Wet kittens are cute, at least I've got that going for me.
Blythe: And small.
Lienna:
Lienna: . . . Yeah, yeah. I guess.