"If you know a better magic user, I'm all ears.
Timothy Hunter, or at least, once he's become adept enough in his education at the White School that he can hold his own with the likes of Mordru... or Circe.
CIRCE: Well, far be it that I judge another's skill in The Craft, based on their apparent age and
appearance. So boy, any final words before-?
TIMOTHY: Sorry
, didn't you give me a tattoo once?
CIRCE: ...WHAT.
TIMOTHY: You put a big butterfly tattoo on my back so I wouldn't hurt an old girlfriend of mine. Didn't really work out of course, but then months later you showed up again to help out with this problem I had with a bunch of angels and demons going to war against each other. Remember?
CIRCE: Child, I recall NO such happenings. And if there WAS a war between the heavens and the inferno, rest assured that I would NOT attempt to stop such a thing.
TIMOTHY: I don't think you were ever
this homocidal before... Oh! Are you alternate version of her? Well that explains it! I've dealt with a similar problem myself you know! Oy,
that glare only cinchs it. You really DO look like her! Course, she's got better fashion sense, and better hair.
CIRCE: Prepare to
die.
TIMOTHY: I'm prepared to
live.