then she was laughing. They both were, and the savage teeth were the most joyous sight Phaedra had seen for a long time. It was as if they were dancing. There it was. Suddenly the strangeness of Quintana of Charyn's face made sense. Because it was a face meant for laughing, but it had never been given a chance.

No stories or explanations,' Finnikin had once told him. 'When it comes to women, straight into an apology and you will find the rest of your life bearable.

He nods. "My mum has one just the same and you have no idea how disturbing it is that it's turning me on.

Because without our language, we have lost ourselves. Who are we without our words?

We just have to learn to meet each other halfway okay?

You just have to belong. Long to be.

Your problems are out there. But they're small. They only grow out of proportion when they climb inside your head.