Kaladin: I know you're deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are.
Syl: It's not a joke.
Syl: * sniffles *
Syl: I'm a legit snack.
Kaladin: Don't worry, I have a few knives up my sleeve.
Syl: I think you mean cards.
Kaladin, pulling knives out of their sleeves: No, I do not.
Kaladin: They don't make them like me no more. I'm the last of my kind.
Syl: Thank gosh.
Syl: There is no future. There is no past. Don't you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every fact.
Kaladin: ...All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.
Kaladin, to Adolin: My life is in the hands of an idiot!
Adolin, motioning to themself and Shallan: No no no no no, TWO idiots!
Kaladin: If you had to choose between Adolin and all the money I have in my wallet, which would you choose?
Shallan: That depends, how much money are we taking about?
Adolin: Shallan!
Kaladin: 63 cents.
Shallan: I'll take the money.
Adolin: Shallan!!!
Kaladin: What if mayonnaise came in cans?
Shallan: Well, that would such because you can't microwave metal.
Adolin: Good morning to everyone except these two people.
Adolin: WHY. why did you give Shallan a KNIFE?!
Kaldin: I'm sorry.They said they felt unsafe.
Adolin: Now I feel unsafe!
Kaldin: I'm sorry.
Kaldin: ...would you like a knife?