Faleron of King's Reach: It’s like, algebra…why you gotta put numbers and letters together? Why can’t you just go fuck yourself?

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Faleron of King's Reach: It’s like, algebra…why you gotta put numbers and letters together? Why can’t you just go fuck yourself?
Point of interest:
In Lady Knight, Seaver and Faleron are both used for the fourth knight in the rescue party. Pretty sure it's supposed to be Seaver because the book mentions "year mates."
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Faleron: What’s wrong with the plan?
Neal: Guys, this could be the stupidest plan we’ve ever come up with. You’re aware of that, right?
Merric: ...I’m aware it’s not our best.
Merric: Kel, it’s okay. Fear is natural. It’s what makes us human. It’s what separates us from the animals.
Neal: That, and opposable thumbs. And pants.
Owen: Toboganning.
Seaver: Any kind of bipedal locomotion.
Faleron: We can make fire. Animals can’t make fire.
Esmond: Well, if you don’t count dragons.
Neal: Actually, there’s a lot that separates us from animals.
Merric: You had me at pants.
Owen: Sorry I’m late you guys, I… fell asleep in a sunbeam.
Faleron: A likely story.
Neal: Actually, I’ve seen him do it; it’s pretty adorable.
Kel: Look, there’s really no ambiguity here. I messed up. I really messed up. And I’m not sure how to fix it.
Faleron: Huh?
Seaver: Whoa.
Kel: Oh, what now?
Merric: We’ve just never heard you say that before. You always know how to fix it.
Kel: Yeah, well, guess what? I’m not perfect.
Seaver: What? No. What? Whose going to beat Joren’s snot-face now?
Neal: First of all, ew. Second, everything you did, you did to protect the junior pages and to protect all of us. Now, the question isn’t how you fix it, it’s how we all fix it. As a team.
I knew exactly what to do... But in a much more real sense, I had no idea what to do.
Faleron of King’s Reach
Neal: So, who broke it? I’m not mad, I just wanna know.
Kel: I did, I broke it, Neal-
Neal: No, no you didn’t. Merric?
Merric: Don’t look at me! Look at Owen.
Owen: What? I didn’t break it!
Merric: Huh, that’s weird. How’d you even know it was broken?
Owen: Because it’s sitting right in front of us, and it’s broken!
Merric: Suspicious.
Owen: No, it’s not!
Cleon: If it matters, probably not, but Esmond was the last one to use it.
Esmond: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!
Cleon: Oh, really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Esmond: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles everyone knows that, CLEON!
Kel: Okay, okay, let’s not fight, I broke it, let me pay for it, Neal.
Neal: No! Who broke it?
Owen: Neal? Seaver’s been awfully quiet.
Seaver: Really?
Owen: Yeah, really!
Seaver: OH MY GOD!
[all start loudly arguing over each other]
Neal: I broke it. It burned my hand, so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now they’ll be at each other’s throats with war paint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.