Sol: Hey, X2. It’s okay. We’re all here for you.
JEDCØP: Please inform JEDCOP of the best vectors for appropriate emotional support delivery.

X2: I… I just need you all to be happy for me.

X2: And if it’s not too much trouble… I need all of you to join me in getting very drunk, very immediately.

Tachelock: Hey buddy. All you had to do was ask.

Caption: What About Mechra?
Mechra: On the planet of Cataclysm, within the great Mill of Blood, toils a mute scribe charged with writing the list of my crimes. For millennia he has written.
Mechra: And he writes still.