Character: Elizabeth Ferrell

- Mom, remember when I was thirteen and I asked you about how to kiss?
Hey, we've got a kid, actually!
- Don't worry, nothing dirty. You remember, right?
Yes.
- You said the secret to a good kiss that his eyes were closed.
- The poor Council... <...> Itself kiss is irrelevant. No, the secret to a good, real kiss is that eyes were opened, when you're so close that you can almost look into the soul.