Starfire:
There are two wolves fighting in each man's heart. One is Love, the other is Hate.
Ghost:
Which one wins?
Starfire:
The one you feed the most.
[they kiss]
Pathfinder:
You have become the Pathfinder for the Dragon People. Good!
Ghost:
I'm dying.
Pathfinder:
Don't complain to me about it!
Ghost:
[after letting Gunnar fall from the mountain] I'm not your kind.
Ghost:
Twig.
Pathfinder:
Spear.