Flora: Wait… this is where you live?

Blaze: Yeah? Is there a problem?

Flora: It’s just so… domestic. 

Blaze: What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Flora: I don’t know. You’re just all tattoos and scars and… your shirt literally has a skull ripped out of the back. 

Blaze: What does any of that have to do with my living arrangements?

Flora: I don’t know? I thought you would just live somewhere… cooler.

Aquila: HA! This girl is entertaining. Yeah, Blaze, why don’t you live in some kind of cave or something?

Flora: A cave would better suit your appearance.

Blaze: [groans] Look, if you don’t like where I live you can just go back and stay with Raven.

Flora: What a lovely home you have, sir.

Blaze: [grumbling] That’s what I thought.