He looked good, like sin in a suit.

-"You won't like me if I'm cruel." -"I don't like you now." -"We don't lie." -"I'm mortal, Irial. I can lie all I want to.

You are the one who gives me reason to wake in the mornings, who infuriates me, who enrages me, who enthralls me. You are my passion, my fury, my soul. Shall i explain further?

What would I do without you?" "You'll never find out.

Can I join you at lunch?" She paused. "You have every other day." He laughed, a sound as musical as the chiming song of the lupine fey when they ran. "Yes. But you resented it every other day." "What makes you think I won't resent it today?" "Hope. It's what I live on.

Discord says it's a good idea. That's comforting.

You don't have to do those things. You don't have to become a hero, Seth.