"When Someone Points At Your Black Clothes And Asks Whose Funeral It Is, Having A Look Around The Room

*Callista coming to village after murdered people*

Callista: If I didn't know better, I'd say you are impressed.

Hera: But you know better.

Paul: Do you consider yourself as an independent individual?

Joseph: *looks at Adora*

Adora: *nods*

Joseph: Yes.

Brutus: Name a more iconic duo than my anxiety and my crippling fear of abandonment. I'll wait.

Lyme: You and me, idiot!

Brutus, tearing up: Okay.

Shauna: I trust my sister.

Tobias: You think Lynn knows what is she doing?

Shauna: I wouldn't go that far.

Devon: So...I'm in love.

Devon: With Misha.

Devon: I'm with love with Misha.

Brutus:

Brutus: Our Misha?

Devon: Yes? Thoughts?

Brutus: And prayers.

Petra: *pats his shoulder* Good luck. I'll make sure you'd have a funeral at least.

Devon: C'mon, she isn't that bad...

Misha: *punching a vending machine that didn't give her snack*

Devon: ...she's perfect.

Nero: Are you okay?

Adessa: Yes, I am; I just have a headache that comes at times.

Nero: Oh.

Odin: *walks by*

Adessa: Ah, here it is again.

Devon: Odin said he loved all of his grand victors equal.

Devon: Then he give two brownies to Emory.

Emory: I asked you if you'd like to have them-

Devon:

Devon: It's not the point.

Nero: *teaching Lyme how to drive* Alright, let me give you a scenerio; you see Enobaria and Brutus crossing the street. What do you hit?

Lyme: Enobaria. I'd never hurt a himbo.

Nero: The brakes! You hit the- *face palms*

Odin: I bet even you can't make a sentence without using the letter 'a'.

Adessa: You thought you did something very intelligent this time, did you? Well, sorry to burst your bubble, Odin . Numerous sentences could be constructed without even uttering the first letter of the English lexicon!

Odin:

Odin: Edesse.

Odin: Wot?