Lilith: So......sorry for murdering your brother.

Maya: Yeah.....and sorry for murdering your other brother...

Zane: Nahdin ta beh sawry ovah lass, bohth ovem were feckin gobshites scuts dalotta em. Glad de fecked off. Dya know dah bawface dosser Cappin trehd ta keel meh ohn mah beerthdeh. Ehvreh bearthdah. Starteh wen weh were chiselers. I was plahnin on wackin em eijit bassa mehself. Ahnd I ain’t talked to dat arse Baron since eh shot meh bonny mot. 

Lilith:.....uhh, what?

Zane: Oh dahnt be a dryshite. I’m sayin ya all aight.

Maya: So we’re cool?

Zane: *sigh* Aye, we cool.