Carver/Contacts

Harano: My brother. You gotta calm the fuck down.

Eris: Not everybody wants to get'em by the throat.

Wormwood: Street doc. Knows a lot. I'll tell you things.

Russ: Pack alpha. Knows sometimes the stick -is- the carrot.

Hamish: We have a lot in common to be polar fucking opposites.

Kurt: Steals my candy, 'n then says 'thanks.' Whatever.

Shannon: A Nephandus who keeps the Manson family as pets. Thinks I'm weird.

Bayne: Lupus. Don't talk much, but that's fine by me.

Kaleb: My brother's Keeper? Whatever.

Jasen: You want a club, I want an abattoir.

Heathen: Knock me out.

Gone

Van: All the stars are still there.

Gray Worm: Probably left to find someone to serve.

Lazarus: Dead as fuck.

Zoe: I didn't go after you.

Azoth: Meh.

Rio: Left me a club, because I didn't try to get in her pants. That's logic, I guess.

Vega Jean: Quartered, but not drawn.

Ronni: I learned how to scream. So if you ever come back--

Connel: All dogs know the same tricks.

Cherazart: You hung around a demon-worshipper and a pyromaniac. What'd'you think was gonna happen?

Clara: Medium. Maybe still around, but I ain't seen you in a while. Eh.

Vervane: Broody fuck. Former mentor. Left for LA.