Snow: God, give me patience.
Farox: I think you mean 'give me strength'.
Snow: If God gave me strength, you'd be dead.
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Snow: God, give me patience.
Farox: I think you mean 'give me strength'.
Snow: If God gave me strength, you'd be dead.
Snow: If Farox and I were drowning, who would you save?
Senlin: You two can’t swim?
Farox: It’s a hypothetical question, Senlin! who would you save?
Senlin: my time and effort.
Snow: You're a loose cannon, Azurite.
Azurite: No, I'm not. I'm a cannon maybe, but a loose cannon? Is that what you think of me?
Senlin: I think you play by your own rules.
Farox: No way, she think rules were made to be broken.
Snow: Those are all attributes of a loose cannon.
Azurite: No, I'm just a reckless renegade. Natheling is a loose cannon.
Natheling: *smashes a chair*
Azurite: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me?
Farox: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it.
Snow: Three of us saw it, Farox. How do you explain that?
Farox: *points at Senlin* Sleep deprivation. *points at Snow* Paranoia. *points at Natheling* Delusional personality disorder.
Snow, trying to convince Natheling to join the group: You know... I thought it'd be good to have someone come along who's really... strong!
Farox: And loud!
Senlin: And grumpy!
Azurite: And oblivious to reality!
Natheling:
Senlin: I’m putting Azurite in charge.
Forax: Why Azurite?
Senlin: Because I don’t trust you or Nartheling, and Snow is a pushover.
Farox: You're losing too much blood, quick what's your type?
Senlin: Yellow eyes, 6'1", tall cooper dragonborn, looks edgy but is actually a softie
Farox:
Farox: You know you're dying, right?
Farox: What are we going to do when Snow finds out about this?
Azurite: That'll be later! Hopefully we'll be dead by then