But first, my friends, I need you to do something for me. We have two spies in the back of the auditorium.

Rose took my nose, I suppose

Good try, ya bugging shank. The Gathering elects Runners, and if you think I'm tough, they'd laugh in your face.

And then they were kissing. Something exploded within his chest burning away the tension and confusion and fear. Burning away the hurt of seconds earlier. For a moment it felt like nothing mattered anymore. Like nothing would matter ever again.

Do books about the Holocaust make us think, "Oh well, there was nothing we could've done to prevent that or prevent it from happening again"? Of course not. It makes us angry and determined to stop such atrocities.

Ah, my Knight in Shining Armor. What, you don't think I can fend for myself?

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