[For the first time in a long time he's a creature of pure emotion. He puts his hand over hers for a moment before dropping it and wrapping an arm under her shoulders]

...Ruined? Did you see the work there? It's not about how you look. Madame Masque's a killer and that was beautiful.

[His laugh was hollow, ringing.] Keep talking to me til we get there. How'd it feel?