My tablecloth was missing in action and long, jagged scratches covered the table's surface.The scratches looked suspiciously like letters. I climbed on a chair and looked at it from above. MINE. Oh, that's great. Fantastic. So mature. Perhaps he would pull my pigtails next or stick a tack on my seat.

Help me, I can’t breathe, your ego is pushing all the air out of the room.

A ghastly attempt at a smile, sure to send any normal person to a therapist.

There was something very comforting about him, and I was not sure if it was his easy manner or his complete immunity to my scowling.

If I fought for them and was crippled, they would all say nice things,and then they would replace me and forget I was ever there. You would stay with me. You would take care of me, because you love me. I love you too, Kate. If you ever became hurt, I would not leave you. I’ll be there. Wherever you want‘there’ to be. -Curran to Kate

Curran is the Beast Lord. Tremble.

You know anything about investigative work?" "Sure. Annoy the people involved until the guilt party tries to make you go away.