She smiled for the first time, and he almost had to look away, as if something that nice didn’t belong in such a glum and gray place, as if he had no right to look at her expression.

I do love ponies. Wish I could eat one right now.

No. I kind of accepted it, in a way. That saving you was worth losing what we might've had.

Oh, I'm good. Seriously, after all these years, you'd think I would stop amazing myself. But here I am, still doing it.

Thats called hypocrisy, you shuck face piece of -!

I don't think there is a right or wrong anymore. Only horrible and not-quite-so-horrible.

Hunger. It's like an animal trapped inside you, Thomas thought.