I'll never get laid trying to keep you safe. You're a train wreck on steroids.

He lives. I breathe. I want. Him. Always. Fire to my ice. Ice to my fever. -Mac

I'd turn and run but I'm anchored by two dudes that could hold the Titanic during a tsunami.

I've learned a thing or two from Barrons: Power is sexy. It shapes my spine, infuses my beckoning hand. I have not been devastated by Barrons' death. The alchemy of grief has forged a new metal. I have been transformed. There's only one way I can make his death okay. Undo it.

All those 'bloodys' was a veritable cornucopia of emotion for Barrons.

Dani, Dani, Dani." I flinch. I've never heard anyone say my name so gently. It creeps me all kinds of out. He's towering over me, arms crossed over his chest, scarred forearms dark against the rolled-up sleeves of a crisp white shirt. Heavy silver cuffs glint at both wrists. The light is smack behind his head, as usual. "You didn't really think I'd let you get away with it," Ryodan says.

Question: When you’re one of the few people who can do something to fix a problem, just how responsible does that make you for it? Answer: It’s how you choose to answer that question that defines you.