Kore: Rhelan, why do you give a damn?
Grant: He doesn’t love you, Kore. He doesn’t know what love is.
Grant: All he knows is selfishness, do what he wants and no conscience to bother him in the meantime. You’re on the same path. That’s telepathy, and there’s no way out.
Narration(Kore): Grant can’t know what the fighting means to me…how my entire present felt like a dull echo of a vivid past..then you broke through all that fog. Gave me a now for a night. I keep the face slash to remind myself that it happened…
Narration(Kore): But also… so I wouldn’t brush it off… so I wouldn’t forgive you…
Narration(Kore): Blood flowed freely from my arm again tonight…I haven’t given it much thought…
Telepathy(Xander): You should have.
Narration(Kore): Scratching, grasping fingers. He’s right, you’ll turn your claws on me again.
Telepathy(Xander): Or worse. Much worse.
Kore: I’m losing the ability to care.
Kore: Rhelan, I have to ask you…should I kill myself now while I still have my mind?
Grant: Who will stop him once you’re gone?
Grant: Not unless you can take him with you.