Xaviers!

"Setting up that protest, and I do mean the protest not the fight that happened at the end. That wasn't me."

"But the protest itself? Well, it didn't not feel like the Morrigan, aye?"

"Oh, I could tell the Morrigan was there. I believe I told Isolde that the Morrigan was making a mess in my garden," she smirks, "A necessary mess, but a mess all the same."

"And I mean, it wasn't violent at all. It still felt like a battle, just... on a different level?"

"It was a conflict that erupted into a battle certainly," she chuckles, "and I could certainly see why the Morrigan might feel at home in the initial stages."

"You'll forgive me if I like finding the cases that don't make me look like a lunatic," she chuckles.

"I think you and I are well past not sounding like lunatics. I listen to the heartbeat of the world and am guarded by a werewolf who used to be on the side of the enemy. I might even be in love with her. The fact that the shades of reality we perceive are not the shades the rest of the world perceives does not make us wrong or broken in seeing those shades."

"I'm making my peace with always being... a bit off."

"And are you companions making peace with your choice of being off? If so, then I'd say it is all good."

"Viv I think relates to that side of me more than Tereza. Or she did in the past. Kind of a... moving target."

"Not exactly surprising from what I've seen from talking to Vivienne."