[Playful banter:] You know you like the mannequin dick. Accept it. Let's put this into perspective. You put up with the puppet prostate because you love it. Also, coarse is a good word. [PAUSE] Are you going to start rapping about this? [AHEM] Prong of flesh bereft of home. Found solace 'twixt a cleft of foam.

I should have gone looking for her. Why didn't I? John went to look for his father. It would have been normal of me. I can't remember what I was trying to prove anymore. For some reason, despite all the danger, I never thought she was in any trouble. I never believed she would actually die. I grew up with the feeling that something more significant had always been meant for her. That she was a heroine displaced in some way, resigned to the inglorious duty of raising me, and preparing me in her way. I didn't actually need the ectobiological verification that she was like a mother and a sister at the same time. I always understood that somehow. And I felt she had knowledge and ability beyond what she let on. It was always intimidating, but nonetheless a source of respect which was childishly begrudging on my part. I think she was just waiting for me to catch up with her. But now I can't. [Pause] I could stop being so cowardly, for once. I could short circuit this endlessly expanding game of chess we're playing, just like Jack decided to do. Maybe I will go kill Jack myself. Right now.

[HSBC, Rosebot talking to Dirk. Intimate and intense:] For all my temporary discomfort with the prospect of settling down on Deltritus and starting what could very loosely be considered a family with you, I want you to know that my heart is in what we're working towards and that I'm happy to be here with you. Not drifting around in a constrictive, small pond, getting caught up in trivialities like politics and celebrity and romance, but saving the fucking universe.