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Roy: Now, for the last fucking time, "your" is the possessive. Like "your shirt" or "your socks", whereas "you're" is a shortened version of "you are".
Jamie: My fire
Ted: The one
Beard: Desire
Colin: Believe
Trent: When I say
Sam: I
Isaac: WANT
Bumbercatch: IT
Dani: THAT
Richard: WAY
Jamie: TELL ME WHY
Roy:
Roy: Why do I even try to talk to any of you.
Norbert: Eating chips with chopsticks is unironically galaxy brain. Your fingers don’t get greasy and it lasts longer!
Daggett: Fork.
Norbert: Oh yeah, I’m gonna stab my crunchy foods and make them fall apart like an absolute absent-minded dunce, fool, clown, jester, like a monstrous moron, an idiot of Shakespearean proportions, a CRETIN!
I just KNOW that Yennefer has every book Tissaia ever writes in her room while she lived in Aedirn.
This has made me picture Yennefer having a wee Tissaia bookshelf wherever she went. (Maybe she had a special edition of one of them, with a personal dedication, given to her during one of her ascension planning sessions. )
I'm imagining her in Rinde, acting aloof and unbothered, then spotting the books and panicking, trying to shield them with her body in case Tissaia notices.
Yennefer: So you like cats?
Tissaia: Yeah.
Yennefer: *tries to impress her by slowly pushing a glass off the table*
leo: he said i'm stupid !
will: nico, apologise
nico: fine, i'm sorry that you're stupid
Hunter: You've made a big mistake kidnapping us together
Tech: Very true
Separatist: Oh yeah? And why is that?
Wrecker: Together we're stronger and—
Crosshair: We're annoying as fuck
Lloyd: *bursts in* My day was just made. Brad: *smirks* What kind of dog was it?
i couldn’t stop thinking about this when i saw the tweet
Cameron: You're like a bunny
Charlie: Awh, cute and innocent?
Cameron: Hyperactive and hypersexual.
Quirrel: You look cute today.
Voldemort: Excuse me? I don't look cute.
Quirrel: You do. You're my cute-
Voldemort: I am Lord Voldemort, cuteness isn't something I do.
Quirrel, smirking: You're cute.
Voldemort: *Pouts*
Canon.
Sam: Quit your job.
Sebastian: Why?
Sam: Join my emo band.
Portable well of radiance.
