Door’s locked,” he said. “And we have unfinished business.

Busted. I'm a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless-and shockingly handsome-alter ego.

I know you followed me. Don't look so surprised. It's called a rearview mirror.

I'm touched, Rixon. A bomb. How elaborate. Why didn't you keep things simple and just march inside my bedroom one night and put a bullet between my eyes?" Nora, Crescendo

Walk out,” he repeated. “We need to talk.” “About how you need to sacrifice me to get a human body?” I asked, my tone light, my insides feeling leaden. “That might be cute if you thought it was true.

Hmm?' I looked away, flustered automatically using irritation to cover my discomfort up. 'What does 'hmm' have to do with anything? Could you ever use more that five words? All this grunting and minced words make you come across-- primal.' His smile tipped higher. 'Primal.' 'You're impossible.' 'Me Jev, you Nora.' -Nora & Patch (PG 226)

You want a blood relative to lead your army? Get Marcie. She likes ordering people around. She'll be a natural.