Quick question. Does this magical skill with gray matter come with a total lack of compunction for your kind, or is it just you who were born without a conscience?V: I beg your pardon?

V jerked back to the present. And for some reason didn't lie. "I'm thinking about my tattoos." "When did you get them?" "Almost three centuries ago." She whistled. "God, you live that long?" "Longer. Assuming I don't get cracked dead in a fight and you fool humans don't blow up the planet, I'll be breathing for another seven hundred years.

Hollywood Expressed his inner Godzilla again” V to Z

Supposed to in one hand, s*** in the other; see what you get the most of- V to Rhage

Butch put his hand on his roommate's nape and murmured, "I'll do the saving until you get your head back, how about that? I'll keep you safe.

Butch clapped V on the thigh, then stood up, as if he knew exactly what V was thinking. "Listen, I don't want you to feel bad. It's my animal magnetism. I'm irresistible.""Smart-ass.

Oh, by the way, Phury's here again, and he brought that Chosen with him. Figured you'd want to know in case you see a random female ghosting around here."Whoa. Surprise. "How's he doing?"Zsadist paused. "I don't know. He's pretty tight about shit. Not real talkative. The bastard.""Oh, and you're a candidate for The View?""Right back at you, Bahbwa.""Touché.

Vishous, could you stop grinning like that? You're beginning to freak me out.

V's smile didn't last long. "Don't get your romantic side fired up about me and Jane, buddy.She's human."Butch's jaw dropped and he pulled a bobble. "No, really? That's such a shocker! And here I thought shewas a sheep."V shot Butch a fuck-ya stare.