With a touch of sarcasm. "Glass is an amazing material. Versatile.
Skewer is just too vague. I think if you say, ’Stand back or I’ll stab him in the stomach,’ then I have an idea about how serious you are. After all, Leif’s stomach is his favorite body part so that’s a decent threat.
Love trumps logic?" "Every time.
...my sanity threatened to take a holiday without me.
Nice Kerrick was scarier than Mean Kerrick.
...things happen that are out of your control.' Kerrick gave him a tight smile. 'You mean I'm not omnipotent?' 'You're not even semi-potent.' 'Is that even a word?' Kerrick asked. 'He probably means you're impotent,' I offered.