All those 'bloodys' was a veritable cornucopia of emotion for Barrons.

We were watching Barrons.Why were you watching Barrons?Barrons needs watching.

If I have to chain you to a fucking wall to protect you from your own stupidity, I will!Wrists. Beam. Chained already Barrons. Come up with a new threat.

The two of you are getting downright chatty, aren't you, Ms. Lane? When did you last see him? what else did he tell you?I'm asking the questions tonight.If an illusion of control comforts you, Ms. Lane, by all means, cling to it.

He was on me before my brain processed the fact that he was coming for me.

I don't know about you, but I call impromptu vomiting harm.

Do your thing, Ms. Lane. you might be criminally young, but the night is not.

Basque and Celt. Criminals and barbarians. I didn't think there could be a more primitive pairing of genes.

You mean you have to be epic already, for it to make you more epic?