She looked up at him with a smile. The smile broke what was left of his resistance - shattered it. He had let the walls down when he'd thought she was gone, and there was no time to build them back up. Helplessly he pulled her against him. For a moment she clung to him tightly, warm and alive in his arms. Her hair brushed his cheek. The color had come back into the world; he could breathe again, and for that moment he breathed her in - she smelled of salt, blood, tears, and Tessa.

I'm the one who's always been there for you... not him!

He loved her enough to know she was better off without him

She smiled smugly. “We came to an agreement, the duck and I.

People aren't born good or bad. Maybe they're born with tendencies either way, but its the way you live your life that matters.

Dudes," He said, "Do not follow other dudes to the bathroom." Isabelle sighed. "Latent homosexual panic will do you in every time

It really was getting difficult to be wonderful.