It’s what you do that counts, not what you consider doing.
If there had been another female for him since we arrived in Salvation, I needed to cut off all her hair and beat her half to death. The strength of that impulse scared me, and I took a step back. Deuce the girl was every bit as vicious as the Huntress, it seemed
Dying isn’t like living; it requires no effort at all.
Then in the interest of full honesty, I really wish you'd kiss me right now.
He would bear scars because of me, as I carried them for him.
Most people weren’t aware enough to fear the things that could really hurt them.