Inej: Kaz, if not Saints, what do you believe in? Kaz: Myself. Inej: Why'd I even ask? Kaz: And you. And Jesper. My Crows. Inej: Because we flock to your bidding? Like the animals of vengeance, you named us after? Kaz: Crows don't just remember the faces of people who wronged them. They also remember those who were kind. They tell each other who to look after and who to watch out for. No Saint ever watched over me. Not like you have.
The Darkling: Perhaps. But you have given me one. A chance to make amends, to finally win. The Fold was not your mistake -- Alina: The Fold was no mistake! The Darkling: I never intended for it to be the blight it's become. Or for men like the King or Zlatan to exploit it for their own gain. Alina: You put this collar on me to exploit my power for your gain! The Darkling: For us. To help us conquer the Fold together. You and me. You cannot do this on your own. And neither can I. Alina: We could've had this. All of it. You could've made me your equal. Instead, you made me this. You don't care who suffers, as long as you win. The Darkling: Fine. Make me your villain.