Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We'll do this together.
You love him. So tell him the truth.
[Luna] Is that it, then?
[Mene] You know what you must do.
Oh, yeah, sure. You want a pillow? A mint?
might have just a little more time.
Come here. Come to me on your own.
Wait, wait. What? No.
Sturmwolke Tor. You're insane. You nearly died at Sturmwolke Tor.
I wanted blood once. I wanted your blood.
-[Mirana] Help him see the world as it is. -[screaming]
as though the world were a sick animal to be put out of her misery.
Concepts, ideas with names, no different from any name.
He knows better than any of us.
-[groans] -[Invoker grunts]
[panting]
Never again.
That was a different universe.
[groans]
[Bram sniffles]
Papa, I was thinking.