Maia: How did you get in here?
Simon: I drove.
Maia: Outside? In the sun?! How...what did Valentine do to you?
Simon: Okay, so he slashed my throat open, like completely. And then he used this nuclearized sword and swiped it. The next thing I know...
[He stands by sunny window]
Simon: The sun doesn't frighten me anymore.
Maia: That's it, just like that?
Simon: Yea! Crazy, right?
Maia: Simon, that's amazing. Don't you realize you have something every Downworlder wants?
Simon: A winning personality. You noticed.
Maia: The chance at living a normal life. Simon, you hit the jackpot.
Simon: I never hit the jackpot.
