"Reader.. I never was given any other names so.. Just Reader. Do they call you something??" Stupid question— "Wrong way to ask—oh—I don’t… I can’t drink. I don’t get drunk. Not on that, anyway. Would really be a waste to try."
"You made it so he wouldn’t hurt you again, It was self preservation" Pausing he looked to Reader
"When you say God…?"
"God of Mischief." He chuckled, "I know God as well, though. He’s nice—has odd moments, though."
"Errr.. That’s.. okay" Not quite knowing what to say Bond fell silent turning his attention back to the road in front
"You really have no idea what is out there, do you?" He raised a brow, "You’d probably fall over if you met Siren. He’d mess with you."
"Siren? I’ve never believed in anything I hadn’t seen for myself. Entering your Library has shown my things I never thought possible"
"He’s the guardian of the theater. He and Q share a face—so he’d probably use that to mess with you." He laughed a bit, "Or he’d groan thinking you’re Keeper. Those two don’t mix well."
"It’s strange knowing there are others that look like me out there. I don’t know if I want to meet them or really don’t"