Elias

“Could you do a glamour and turn into something smaller?" I asked it. "Preferably not a chain, since it's no longer the 1990s?"

The sword didn't reply (duh), but I imagined it was humming at a more interrogative pitch, like, Such as what?

"I dunno. Something pocket-size and innocuous. A pen, maybe?"

The sword pulsed, almost like it was laughing. I imagined it saying, A pen sword. That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard.”
― Rick Riordan, The Sword of Summer

“Martinez and Johanssen floated down the hall toward Docking Port A. “So,” he said, “who would you have eaten first?” She glared at him. “’Cause I think I’d be tastiest,” he continued, flexing his arm. “Look at that. Good solid muscle there.” “You’re not funny.” “I’m free-range, you know. Corn-fed.” She shook her head and accelerated down the hall. “Come on! I thought you liked Mexican!” “Not listening,” she called back.”
― Andy Weir, The Martian

“Hell yeah I’m a botanist! Fear my botany powers!”
― Andy Weir, The Martian

“I may not live to see our glory
But I will gladly join the fight
And when our children tell our story
They'll tell the story of tonight”
― Lin-Manuel Miranda, Hamilton: The Revolution