"You can eff off, too," I say, except I don't say eff, I say what 'eff' stands for.
As to how you'll help me," he says. "Well, we have met the Answer, have we not?" He turns back to look at us, his eyes glinting. "It's time for them to meet the Ask.
It is a true story, the monster said. Many things that are true feel like a cheat.
He was still alive. Which was the worst thing that could have happened.
A monster, I think, remembering what Ben told me once. War makes Monsters of Men.
Whereas the town knows all about you already and wants to know more and wants to beat you with what it knows till how can you have any of yourself left at all?