KEEFE: "You must be lost."
ALDEN: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Sophie."
LINH: "I can't, I can't, I can't."
JENSI: "Hey, you're the prodigy Dame Alina told us about, right? The new one?"
BIANA: "Is that my dress?"
WYLIE: "It was you, wasn't it? You're the one."
ELWIN: "This goes a lot faster if you hold still."
FITZ: "Is this you?"
MAGNATE LETO: "You kids don't seem to realize that interrupting elite study time merits aweek's detention."
MARUCA: "I need you to take me to see Wylie."
SOPHIE: "No, Mr. Sweeney."
DEX: "Ready?"
MR. FORKLE: "Looking for someone?"
EMERY: "Please be seated."
KENRIC: "We don't know."
FALLON: "A lot can happen in six months."
LORD CASSIUS: "Well, well, who do we have here?"
TERIK: "It works better one-on-one—you know that."
TIERGAN: "You've got some nerve summoning me."
UMBER: "Ugh, now I get why Keefe was always going on about this one."
VERTINA: "My goodness you have strange eyes."
VESPERA: "The answer you seek does not exist."
ALVAR: "Sorry I'm late, Mom."
SIR ASTIN: "Where's your seventh star?"
BRONTE: "What?"
LIVVY (AS PHYSIC): "It looks worse than it is."
ORALIE: "Give me your hand, Sophie."
RUY: "That's enough of that.
TAM: "If you're thinking it'll get easier, it won't."
