I'm Not Human, Ms. Deveraux. In Case

The Liberty Of The Press Is Dear To England; The Licentiousness Of The Press Is Odious To England: The Liberty Of It Can Never Be So Well Protected As By Beating Down The Licentiousness.

The Worst Wounds, The Deadliest Of Them, Aren't The Ones People See On The Outside. They're The Ones That Make Us Bleed Internally.

Sway’s An Idiot Who Didn’t Order Them When We Used Up The Last Bunch. (vik) Isn’t That Your Job? (devyn) No. I’m The Sub-idiot. Sway’s Head Idiot Because The Company Refuses To Deal With Mechas. Since I’m Not Organic, They Think I Can’t Pay. (vik) Thanks, Vik. (devyn) Ever My Pleasure To Irritate You, Sir. (vik)

Shutup, Lapdog, This Isn’t Your Fight, Either. Boy, You Better Counsel That Tongue Before You Find Yourself Without It.

You Know, I Keep Having This Really Weird Feeling That You’re Going To Take Me Someplace Later And Tie Me Up So That Your Friends Can Come Laugh At Me. (channon) Does That Happen To You Often? (sebastian) No, Never, But This Night Has The Makings For A Twilight Zone Episode. (channon)