Sam: You know what I wish? Cassel: What? Sam: That someone would covert my bed into a robot that would fight other bed robots to the death for me.
Holly BlackHe let out a hiss of pain,then smiled that crooked, sheepish smile he always fell back on when he was caught doing something bad. "Sorry. I-I didn't mean to. I just- I've been lying here for hours, thinking about blood.
Holly BlackShe looks honestly upset, but then, Iโve learned that I canโt read her. The problem with a really excellent liar is that you have to just assume theyโre always lying.
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