Not that I'd really been planning on keeping the attack secret; it had just been an option I'd wanted to keep open if I could.

He can stop me in my tracks, but he can't make me do someting I don't want to

Survivors can't always choose their methods.

Sometimes broken people stay broken.

I would slay dragons for you,” he told her. “I suspect that finding an unoccupied bedroom will be easier.

See you tomorrow,” he said, instead. “All right.” Then, impulsively, I asked, “Do you have a place to sleep tonight?” “Sure,” he said with a smile, and started off as if he had somewhere to be. I could have bitten off my tongue because I pushed him into a lie. Once he started lying to me, it would be harder to get him to trust me with the truth. I don’t know why it works that way, but it does—at least in my experience.

Trying is always enough.