“Okay,” Quasar said. “Carl fucked shit up. He fucked up a little in the end and now has a spider stuck in his chest. The end.” “I swear to the gods old and new if you don’t give me what I want I am going to tell my father that you said you’re my real dad.” “Now we’re talking, kid,” Quasar said. “Keep saying shit like that, and you’ll get far.”
