| Gemma: I need more people like you in my life.
Sheltark: One day, I'll treat you to breakfast, and we'll pretend it's the day after the battle of Hastings.
Vega Jean: I'm happy to be able to help you. I'll even be your Fester. Just keep that child away from me.
Rin: Mother, may I? Please, mother? Haven't I been very good--?
Xiu: Don't hurt me!
Weorran: You're delicious.
Mewt: Companion. We should scurry up walls together, and twine our arms like skinny antennae.
Banter: I don't want to want to hurt you. I like you too much to hate you like I do.
Tiffany: Please, forgive me. There's a monster inside of me.
Basilisk: Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth...
Bjorn: You gave me shelter from the rain, and now you'll cut my soul in two, and I'll thank you for it. Please?
Candace: It isn't like that, Doctor. He's good to me.
Pathos: It doesn't matter if your tale is true or not; only that you're hurting.
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