Locke/Contacts

Keira: I suppose in the end winter comes to all.

Kenna: Huh. A noble that doesn't want me to hide what I am? Almost sounds too odd to believe.

Slaine: You really are an odd one girl, not sure what to make of you. But whatever it is I like it.

Velok: Not it!

November: STOB TALKID ABOUT FOOOOD! FUGGERS! ... is not my name.

Grace: Nice to see that there are some clean slates out there.

Oswald: If you wield that sword half as well as a crook then I intend to not get give you reason to turn it on me.

Jinx: You are either crazy... or... no I'm going to go with crazy. But, it suits you rather well. Should keep it.

Erin: Careful or you'll forget what I am.