How tragic!

Just please don't touch me! Ever! I hate the feel of all that… skin.

We're all strong enough to support one another's misfortune.

The ruler is always responsible for the suffering of the populace.

I want to preserve the Polyhedron. And I will preserve it, whatever it takes.

One of us is an idiot, right?

You can't put spirits in your veins instead of blood, though.

I can perform a miracle. No one else can, which is why no one else has thought of the same plan. Everyone believes miracles to be impossible.

My father was an officer. Until I enrolled into the university, he never abandoned the hope to make a military man out of me.

For a long time I was sure Clara was the Plague itself… I'm ashamed to admit it now that I know for sure that she is a real miracle-maker. Perhaps even a saint…

So the Haruspex made his panacea after all! Good for him!

I know you're a doctor. A wonderful one at that. A celebrity medic. Everyone in our small town knew that a famous doctor was coming here.

Self-denial is the meaning here, silly. Deny yourself and you win. Yes, that's how it is! That's the essence of my discovery.

Have you been given the vaccine?

You are a learned man, oynon, and I respect you for that, but don't speak of things you know nothing about.

I always sucked at this stupid language. I'll assume that was an apology.

Aglaya knows that Clara was cursed and banished her. Serves her well. Aglaya was in the right.

I'll tell you things about Burakh that you didn't know.

…Are you some kind of a saint?