Few people ever kill for the right reasons, June. Most do it for the wrong reasons. I just hope you never have to be in either category.

I take a step toward him and grin cheerfully. "With all due respect, I don't see the Republic tacking up wanted posters with your pretty face on them.

Sometimes, the sun sets earlier. Days don’t last forever, you know. But I’ll fight as hard as I can. I can promise you that.

Brave thoughts, but am I ready to follow through on them?

I could be compassionate, if I wanted. Metias would be merciful. But I was never as good a person as my brother.

It hurts every day, the absence of someone who was once there.

Idiotic reply, June. Why don't you punch him in the face while you're at it. I turn even more flustered when I remember that I have actually pistol-whipped him in the face before. Romantic