Spartacus: It is a wonder, we have not yet killed each other. Would that we could reverse years, towards better footing.
Crixus: I would not see it different. We have done the impossible. Seen the House of Batiatus to ruin. Laid waste to the arena of Capua. Defeated Glaber and all of the Roman hordes who followed. Restored heart torn from chest. If you and I had taken to loving arms, fate may have led us on a less glorious path.
Spartacus and Crixus: A hate/love/hate/tolerate/love/hate/love story.