- Jayce: Don't worry, Oon. You're the best squire any master ever had. And I'll tell Wixlan so.
- Flora: We all will, Oon.
- Herc Stormsailor: Yeah, even if we do have to lie about it, Tin-Head.
- Herc Stormsailor: Buck up, Metal-Mouth. You know Herc Stormsailer doesn't let anybody mess with his friends.
- Oon: A... a friend? Thanks, Herc.
- [Herc winks at him]
- Herc Stormsailor: Flora's right. Don't tell him I said it, but... well, I'd kinda miss the little Bucket-Head.
- Saw Boss: We will meet that troublesome boy again, when he has no beast to help him. For the glory of the Black Light, I go!
- Herc Stormsailor: Did you find Oon, kid?
- Jayce: Not yet. Cover me.
- Herc Stormsailor: You've got it. Let's hit 'em, Flower-Face.