Character: Malia Hale

- There's no other body. I could smell him.
- I am the harbinger of death. Trust me.

- Are you okay?
- Remember what I said? When we couldn't breathe?
- You mean, about the trip to France?
- I mean about what I haven't done yet, but still want to do.
Yes.
- This is one of them.

- I have an idea.
Okay.
- Even more plan.
Sounds nice.
But you don't even know it.
- Well, well, what do you even have a plan.

And what the hell are you doing?
- We have a backup plan!
- I have an assistant.
- Who?
You're standing on it.

- How did you learn to wield a katana?
- This is also sort of happened by itself.ㅤ

- Can I ask?
- No.
- Is it true that your mother tried to kill you?
- Is it true that your mother is trying to leave you in the wilderness with a werewolf and Changeling?

The Mason knows exactly what he's doing.
- Liam! Give me a call. Dude, I have no idea what to do.

- You want to fry?
- I will be healed.
- No, if you die.

- You need to get out of here.
I'm not leaving you.