Thomas jabbed a thumb over his shoulder and raised his eyebrows. "You met our new friend?" Miho responded, a smirk flashing across his face. "Real piece of work, this guy. I gotta get me one of those shuck suits. Fancy stuff." "Am I awake?" Thomas asked. "You're awake. Now eat—you look horrible. Almost as bad as Rat Man over there, reading his book.

Thoughts of the girl crashed around his mind, made him remember the connection he felt. A sadness washed over him, as if he missed her, wanted to see her. That doesn't make sense, he thought. I don't even know her name.

If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human.

I think we should take a break, fill our little tummies and drink up.

Can you do that?” Thomas asked. “Huh?” “Kill someone three times.” “I’d figure out a way.

We were lining up and counting off nice and easy till you came stumbling through like a doped-up bull,' Minho responded.

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