Things Die. But They Don't Always Stay

Look, Sage. I Don't Know Much About Chemistry Or Computer Hacking Or Photosynthery, But This Is Something I've Got A Lot Of Experience With." I Think He Mean Photosynthesis, But I Didn't Correct Him. "use My Knowledge. Don't Let It Go To Waste.

Hey, Volusian, You Haven't Been Checking Me Out, Have You?" He Gave Me His Trademark Bland Stare. "i Assure You, Mistress, The Only Allure Your Bare Flesh Has For Me Is To Remind Me How Easy It Will Be To Slice Open." I Laughed. If Not For The Fact He Was Actually Serious, He'd Be So Much Fun.

However, He Also Trusted Me To Make My Own Decisions. Contradicting Me Or Telling Me What To Do Wasn't In His Nature - Even Though He Secretly May Have Wanted To.

I Fought Against Her, Trying To Mount Some Kind Of Defense, But It Was Like Fighting Dimitri On Crack.

Why Not The Bahamas? Or The Corn Palace?