Sorry...I got distracted listening to you and hot glued myself to my unicorn

He'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.

I'd say it was nice knowing you, but as you've effectively ruined my life, it almost certainly hasn't been.

Who would come for her?" he snarled, rallying. Behind me, a voice shouted, "Tybalt, King of Cats. My claim precedes yours.

My manners have always been the first thing to go when I get upset, and some people say that they stopped coming back a long time ago.​

Do we have to have the 'don't lie to the telepath' talk again? It won't take long. I say 'don't lie to the telepath, it never works,' you glare at me, and then you go find something you can hit.

...a truth you don't understand is more dangerous than a lie.