Caring too much could be dangerous; I saw that now. But the alternative was no better.

You don’t need to be afraid of falling // when there’s someone around to catch you.

But wishes were empty thoughts, cast down a dark hole. They didn't come true unless you worked for them. I'd learned that about the world, if nothing more.

A good huntress respected her partners instincts, even if he was socially ignorant.

You could miss someone, but it did no good to fixate on loss. I wished I had the ready words of a Breeder or the ability to comfort with a soft touch. I didn't. Instead I had daggers and determination. That would have to do.

Now you will feel no rain, for each of you will be shelter for the other. Now you will feel no cold, for each of you will be warmth for the other. Now there will be no loneliness, for each of you will be companion to the other. Now you are two persons, but there are three lives before you: His life, Her Life, and Your life together.

My heart shifted a little in my chest; it seemed to swell and beat against my bones until I couldn't hear.