How did you find me anyway." "For all that I must keep reminding you that I am not a bloodhound, it's true that on occasion, having a sensitive nose is a useful thing. I followed the smell of you." Tybalt sighed, looking exaggeratedly put-upon. "If you must be ferried back to your people, I suppose I can oblige. But only because you asked me so very nicely, and promised me a kiss.
Mira GrantEtienne gave me lessons. Three of them. Then he said I was a menace and refused to teach me anything more for fear that Iโd slice his head off.
Mira GrantI guess in the end, it doesnโt matter what we wanted. What matters is what we chose to do with the things we had.
Mira GrantHe's going to be okay," said Quentin. "He has to. He's Tybalt. You'd be all weird and irritating if he wasn't around." "Weird and irritating?" I raised an eyebrow. "What gives you that idea?" Quentin shrugged. "That's already how you get when he isn't around.
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