Ksendra: Do you fear it? Taking that step into the last great unknown? Jonas: I was rather more concerned about the fact that I don't appear to be wearing any shoes.
Chapter three, Page 78
Jonas: Sorry. I seem to be a tad unsteady on the vertical plane. Was I asleep long? Anya: ... Jonas: I know I must be sporting some unsightly stubble, but do I really look that ghastly?
Chapter three, Page 80
Jonas: Perhaps you should sit down. I'll find someone to help us move this man. I say, where is your front door? Anya: Wait! You can't go outside! You just woke up, and it's freezing cold, and... and you're not even wearing any shoes!
Chapter three, Page 81
Anya: I'll be back soon. Don't touch anything, it's not mine. Jonas: I wonder if girls have razors?
Chapter three, page 87
Petria: Hello. The name's Petria. Jonas: Petria? Isn't that a girl's name? Petria: Aha! Would it surprise you to know that I actually am a girl? Jonas: One might say relieved, yet still somewhat disturbed.
Chapter four, page 104
Robyn: I don't trust you. How did you get those injuries? Jonas: A dakor. Robyn: A dakor with a gun? Jonas: Smart dakor.
Chapter four, page 122
Jonas: Do you speak the language well? Anya: Well enough. Jonas: Teach me something! Anya: Um... Ty krasivy. Jonas: Which means...? Oh come on now, you must tell me! You could have called me a beastly old git! I should be indignant!
Chapter four, page 126
Jonas: I am quite mad, you know. I've been professionally diagnosed as such on four separate occasions by four separate doctors. Well, except for the conjoined twins. Nice chaps, but rather difficult to hold a conversation with. In fact, I am suspicious that they weren't even doctors to begin with, and were themselves madder than a hatter. Two hatters, even.
Chapter five, page 142-144
Anya: What if Blythe refuses to let me assist, or even throws me out?! I'll never be a doctor! Jonas: If he does, I'll personally find you a new mentor. But please don't make me beg. It's terribly undignified for a man of my standing to get on his knees. Anya: I can't leave when people might need my help... Jonas: I feared it might come to this. Anya: Wait, what are youuuEEEEEEEEEEEEEK! Jonas: This... ...is an abduction! Although, given the circumstances, I'm quite certain I could convince the relevant authorities I was valiantly rescuing a damsel in distress. Anya: Jonas! Jonas: Come along. We're going riding. Anya: Alright! I'll go! Just put me down!
Chapter five, page 145
Jonas: Are we hunting anything in particular? Petria: Anything that moves! Jonas: Then I'll be sure to stay very still.
Chapter eight, page 237
Jonas: I should not be here at this late hour. However... might I request your company for a walk tomorrow? Anya: Blythe was angry enough about last week. I'd best not try his patience. Jonas: I can't say I thought I would ever have to compete with a rotund old man for a lady's affections.
