Assuming the worst was always safer. And usually truer.

I could probably have made the head shot from the railing, but with an unfamiliar gun, it was too risky. I didn't want to accidentally shoot the woman in the head. Killing the hostage is always frowned upon.

I never said I was consistent.

Silk didn't care if it slid over scars or smooth, untouched skin. I'd earned my right to be paranoid.

I smiled at him, as Doyle squeezed my hand and I squeezed back. "Some people are addicted to falling in love, Doctor. Some people love that rush of new emotions, and when that first rush of new love is spent, they move on to the next, thinking the love wasn't real. What I felt in her, and potentially in you, is the love of years. Love that knows that that first rush of freshness isn't the real thing. It's the tip of the iceberg.

I didn't want to pick at Micah and me until we unraveled. I wanted to leave it alone and enjoy it. I just didn't know how to do that.

Sometimes the monsters are real, Anita. Sometimes they’re real and the only way to defeat them is to be the bigger monster.' - Chang Bibi to Anita