Nick‘s Eyes Widened As A Total State

Relax, Medea. We’ve Come To See Your Mother. (tory) Your Funeral. (medea) It’s Always So Good To See You, Too. You’re Just Such A Ray Of Happy Sunshine. I So Look Forward To All Our Interactions. (tory)

He Was Death, And He'd Ridden In On A Pale Horse.

Yeah, Well, I’ll Be Glad To Birth It If It Means I Can Name Him Something Normal. (zarek) Yeah, Yeah. This From A Man Who Whines Like A Two-year-old When He Stubs His Toe. I’d Like To See You Survive Ten Hours Of Childbirth. (astrid)

(looking At Their Son On Ultrasound.) He Looks Like An Angel. (cassandra) I Don’t Know. I Think He Looks Like A Frog Or Something. (wulf)

Why Have I Always Been Forbidden To Touch Him? (stryker) Ours It Not To Question Why. Ours Is But To Live Or Die. (apollymi)