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I looked for a weapon: I had a choice of a roll of toilet paper or a bottle of hand soap.
Think of me as the ticking bomb under your seat. If you don't make a decision to agree on Nora's terms, I'll make it for you.
I'm in your mind, having a look around, and it's awfully empty in here.
If I could have any trophy displayed in my dresser, I wouldn't voluntarily choose one for corrupting people's minds.
...I'm going to wringe you dry. Water makes tears, and tears are one thing I can't stand. And once you see what I've got planned next, you're going to want to cry. Lucky for me, you won't be able to.