I would not leave you. I'll be there. Wherever you want 'there' to be.
Black hair, angelic face, and devil eyes.
The first magic wave kicked the world in the face.
It's not your job to die for your Pack! It's your job to make the other bastards die for theirs.
I can't give you the white picket fence, and if I did, you'd set it on fire.
Give me an opportunity to fail," Saiman said. "I promise my corpse won't interrupt your 'I told you so' speech.