I was doing science," Giddon said. "He threw a bean." "I was testing the impact of a bean upon water," Bann said. "That's not even a real thing." "Perhaps I'll test the impact of a bean upon your beautiful white shirt.

I told you before, Katsa. I won't fight when you're angry. I won't solve a disagreement between us with blows." He lifted the ice and fingered his jaw. He moaned and held the ice to his face again. "What we do in the practice rooms-that's to help each other. We don't use it against each other. We're friends, Katsa. We're too dangerous to each other. And even if we weren't, it's not right.

Living is too hard right now. Dying is easy. Let me die.

How unjust then to meet that person you love, and be kept away from them only because ones bed is made of hay , and the other, feathers.

I think.' she said, 'that sometimes we don't feel the things that we are. But others can feel them.

Please, Katsa," he finally said. "At least talk to me". She swung around to face him. "What it there to talk about? You know how I feel, and what I think about it." "And what I feel? Doesn't it matter?

What a horrifying notion," he said. "A creature with the power to take over one's mind.