- Flora: Who's ship is that?
- Herc Stormsailor: It belongs to a guy named Orion, flower-face. He happens to be the deadliest hunter in the universe.
- Jayce: [using wrist comlink provided by Orion] Listen to me, Orion. Hunt me down if you will, but let Oon go.
- [hands over the Root to Oon]
- Orion: [over comlink] But you're the knight and he's your squire, Jayce. I like that, it makes you a most elegant prey.
- Gillian: This reminds me of a very, very old poem: He who bends to himself a joy, does the winged light restore. He who kisses the joy as it flies, lives in eternity's sunrise.