Trust me, I’m adjusted.
Raphael: Heidi, you need your rest. You’re still adjusting.
Heidi: Trust me, I’m adjusted. Thank you for bringing me back from the grave, but now it’s time to meet my sire.
Raphael: We talked about this. You can meet him when it’s time.
Heidi: It is time! Ugh!
Raphael: I’ve been going to bleeder den since I was 16. I know more than you think. And keeping me here...and burning me...that’s not normal. Either you can let me go...or I can make you.