They held each other and wept as the night closed its fist around their tiny shelter, and the world below them seethed with killers both living and dead.

Sometimes people say terrible things when they're scared. They don't mean to, but they can't help it. They lash out because if they can see that their words hurt someone else, it makes them feel as if they aren't completely powerless.

She wept for the hurt that he owned, a hurt she could never hope to remove.

We're each alone inside our heads, some more so than others.

The whole world turned into an all-you-can-eat buffet.

When Chong made to sit down next to her, Lilah drew her knife and stabbed the point into the earth between them. "I can see that you need some quiet time," he said and scuttled quickly away.

No matter what choice you make, it doesn't define you. Not forever. People can make bad choices and change their minds and hearts and do good things later; just as people can make good choices and then turn around and walk a bad path. No choice we make lasts our whole life. If there's ever a choice you've made that you no longer agree with, you can make another choice.