I see you there... Can you see me? Oh, now be honest, warrior to warrior. You do prefer it this way, don't you, as it was meant to be? No peace in our time. Tickle us, do we not laugh? Prick us, do we not bleed? Wrong us, shall we not revenge? Cry havoc, and let slip the Dogs of War. The game's afoot. Once more unto the breach, dear friends. Cower, try to escape, and I am constant as the northern star...? Fear not, you will awaken once more else where. Ahh... parting is such sweet sorrow. Don't we hear the chimes at midnight?