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Emily: "Death is one of two things. Either it is annihilation, and the dead have no consciousness of anything; or, as we are told, it is really a change: a migration of the soul from this place to another." That one's from Socrates.
Dee (looking at the cover of the book he was reading): Mm.
(Emily stares pointedly at him.)
Dee: ... Oh, I'm sorry, am I not falling for your exquisite subtlety?
Emily: Bugger. "Pompa mortis magis terret quam mors ipsa."
Dee: Ha! I'd hope so.
Emily: What did I just say?
Dee: "The pomp of death alarms us more than death itself."
Emily: You speak Latin!
Dee: Obviously. And obviously you don't. Your pronunciation is terrible.
Emily: Well nobody speaks Latin anymore.
Dee: Nobody but me. Because I speak everything.
Alt text: I mean lots of people still do, but y'know