I don't lie," I lied.

A stray dog, I might understand," she said. "But this? You are too softhearted." No, Mabry," Ravus said. "I am not." He looked in Val's direction. "I think she wants to die." Maybe you can help her after all," Mabry said. "You're good at helping people die.

He was as honest as any criminal can hope to be.

It makes you a different person, to not have a past. It eats away at who you are, until what’s left is all construct, all artifice.

I got bored," he says. "Besides, you know what's creepier than walking around your dead brothers' apartment? Sitting alone in a hearse in front of his apartment.

No trouble ever got fixed late at night," he said. "Midnight is for regrets.

Once someone's hurt you, it's harder to relax around them, harder to think of them as safe to love. But it doesn't stop you from wanting them.