And that’s about all any of us can really hope for, to die with our dignity, to die with honor and valor. To die knowing we did everything we could.

My breathing is controlled, but all the fear and anger within me. Fear is too simple a word. Terror. That's what I feel.

That's another one of Sandor's rules for hiding in plain sight: always appear to be weaker than I actually am. Never push it.

My experiences have taught me that things rarely improve with a simple change of scenery.

She asks if I left a girlfriend behind when we moved. I say no, and she smiles, which just about ruins me.

You will be known as the One who protected the Eight.” - Hilde to One

No more, no less. I'm an idiot. I really need to let this crush go.