Celia: Understanding and caring are two different things. Both are hard to come by.
Celia: But why take the chosen when, true to Viking lore, the greater suffering is taking the chosen's love?
Claire: You don't know me. You don't know anything about me.
Celia: Don't I, now?
Celia: I try a thousand breaths in a day, kid. I just wasted about eighteen on you.